Six years ago....

I wont forget the look on Craig's face when he walked up to dispatch after the second plane hit. A disturbing combination of shock, fear, and bewilderment had taken hold of him. I looked down across the service drive and everyone in the waiting room was standing. The service writers had stopped working and had come around the counter and stood with the customers looking in at the tv in the corner of the waiting area. I felt my own sinking feeling as I realized that something big, no accident had happened.
As I recall Crystal had just told me, less than 4-5 days before that she was pregnant with Justin. We had big decisions to make, and big things to think about. The sinking feeling went right through my heart and into my shoes as I thought about the worrisome possible paths that life would stretch out before us in the coming years. I was concerned, right from the start, that whatever reaction we as a people had, might make for still darker days ahead. Hundreds of Billions of dollars, hundreds of thousands of Iraqui lives, thousands of Memorials to young American soldiers later... the overcast and darkness spawned from this day, still fills our sky.
I hope for a brighter American dawn. For Justin, and now baby Jennifer, and all of our sons and daughters.

Ive posted this shot before... it has a certain...weight.