to remember everyone that died on September 11, 2001.

I remember my wife woke me up and was crying saying that something terrible had happened and that New York was being attacked. I didn't want to believe her. I wasn't even awake and I saw the footage of the second plane crashing into the WTC. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn't believe that it was even real.

It is real. It was, and now everything has changed. Its impossible to be so naive now. Its scary to think about the world that Little Bit has been born into. Almost nothing like when mice was born. We figured there wasn't anything that a Block Parent placard in the window would not help. Jeez.

I miss being able to rebel just for the sake of rebelling. That seems utterly ridiculous now. I don't feel much like rebelling against everyone and everything. I am proud to be an American now. I feel we have some beautiful people and some great ideals which we occasionally adhere to. I pray for everyone that lost someone now three years ago today.

That is all.