Then : Now :: There : Here

13 years ago, I watched on TV as the twin towers fell in a city 1,500  miles away.
 
As an American, it felt close. But as a South Dakotan, it felt very far away. 13 years later, that big, far away place is now my home. The people that 9/11 affected most are now my coworkers, my fellow commuters, my neighbors, my friends. This date has taken on such a new meaning for me, and it's hard to articulate the pride, respect, and gratitude I feel for those who keep me safe here every day. I'll never forget.
 
 
 

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