They ask me what that day meant for me. I tell them, moment by moment, my memories of that clear, blue morning and how we were all changed forever.
They grew up in this new world without having felt the America beforehand.
So I remember for them. For the first time, I feel the weight of it and the burden of responsibility: We must remember for them.
--
Dr. Heather Holleman
Department of English
The Pennsylvania State University
http://www.livewithflair.blogspot.com/
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Thank goodness someone with such compassion and insight can remember for them! Loving you and catching up on your blog. I sincerely thank you for writing and sharing your marvelous mind with the world.
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