Like so many of us, I remember where I was when the horrific events of 9/11 unfolded in my consciousness. It’s not a particularly salient story, but is is mine. It began with a phone call from Sheri, my best friend at the time. “Are you awake yet,” her muffled voice asked. It was just barely 9. Used to my friends ragging me about being a night owl notoriously late to rise, I answered … [Read more...]