Another September 11
September 18, 2007
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New York, NY—I sneezed in the subway train to Brooklyn on the morning of September 11, and I half-expected someone to say, “Bless you.” The train was packed as ever, but a reverent silence soaked in the air. It would probably have been the same in 2002 (the year after) or 2006 (the fifth anniversary). Except I like to think someone would’ve said, “Bless you.” But it was September 11, 2007. It was not a special day; it was a good day to forget.
