Rick McGinnis writes:
My daughters have some vague understanding that something happened in New York City not long before they were born, but unlike the weeks and months that followed that day, they’ve lived in a world where images of low banking planes and fireballs and leaping bodies and collapsing skyscrapers and lethal dust clouds have been scrubbed away. They have a better idea of what trench warfare was like than an event that set the tone for the century they will call their own.
I have books and videos sitting on shelves and in hard drives, ready to show them when curiosity pierces the amnesiac fog that has, increasingly, drawn a curtain over the last decade and a half.
PS:
Rick is having a fundraiser…
