REMEMBER 9/11/01 AND ALL WHO WERE LOST
ESPECIALLY THE MANY FIREMEN WHO FOUGHT TO SAVE SO MANY OTHERS.
I remember September 11th for one other very special reason. For as long as I can remember back in my childhood, September 11th was always celebrated by my parents. It was the seed to my very existence. My parents were married September 11, 1935. They met in Dayton, while my mother was working at Frigidare after attending Miami Jacobs College. They had been married 38 years when my father passed away. I always remember 9/11.