I can vividly recall September 11, 2001. I was a senior in college at Concordia University, and had just begun my Student Teaching Practicum. Although I was not yet in my placement, I was attending morning classes to prepare for my internship. As I walk down the corridor, through Addison Hall, I watched as professors and students were sobbing as they gaze in astonishment at the hallway tv.
I had not turned on television that morning, and was not aware of what had gone on.
I will never forget the sense of community and togetherness that swept over CU on that day. Now, ten years later, I am married to a firefighter. As Louie left for work this morning, he got an extra hug from us, as well as the regular request of "please be safe". Today... "safe" meant something more.
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