Have we forgotten already?

I probably can’t remember where I was last Tuesday at 8:45 am, but I remember exactly where I was on September 11, 2001 when I heard the news.  I remember how I felt.  I remember the images.  I remember who I talked with and how my community processed it. Time stopped that moment and then everything was slow motion for weeks on end. 

Dear 16 Year Old Me

by Darlene Glasgow   

 Hi there, it’s been a long time. It’s been 34 years since well, since I was you. I’m sorry that I’ve taken so long to write but I thought it was time that I contacted you to tell you how life has turned out so far and to try share a little of the wisdom that I’ve gained over the years