Eighteen Septembers
(Adapted from a previous post on 9/11/16) Today is number eighteen. Eighteen Septembers. Eighteen years. Two Towers. Four jets. One flank of the Pentagon. One field in southwestern Pennsylvania. Three thousand souls. Three presidents. Two wars. Many determined enemies. Eighteen Septembers later, America has moved on. As it HAD to. We treated the few survivors lucky enough to have been