I remember that day with the same vividness of the days my children were born. Like Nick, I saw the second tower hit live on TV in my office. I remember (and still often feel) the cocktail of emotions that swelled within me, from anger and rage to sadness and horror. It was a horrifying awakening for some as to how unsafe the world it, and exactly what kind of price is paid to be free. May the souls of those lost that day and those since to avenge that loss rest eternally with their maker, and heaven watch kindly over those continuting to protect our freedom both in distant lands in within our back yards. If you wear any uniform in support of the freedoms of this great nation or ones that protect and care for us here at home, know that not just today, but everyday, you are loved, appreciated, and respected. Semper Fidelis.