I remember that day with sadness, like everyone in New York and elsewhere in America. It was a long time ago and yet not. I heard the bell toll this morning on the radio and it brought it all back as I was doing the same thing I was doing that morning, emerging from the shower and getting dressed. That morning I remember thinking where has WNYC gone, before stepping onto East 21st St. and seeing the Towers. Today it was altogether different, as I had dropped off my daughter for her first day of school, but I particularly want to remember the friends lost and all the victims. Pray for them today and beyond.