9/11/2022

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I had no idea that United 93 was bound for San Francisco.

21 years.

The national tragedy is old enough to drink. I’ll raise a glass to it and think about and remember all those people who woke up that day like any other and headed into work, or got on a flight, or put on their uniform and climbed up those stairs and didn’t look back, and jumped sometimes.

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