Reflecting on the window of hope
For those who remember the way savagery shattered serenity on Sept. 11, 2001, the last 25 years haven’t dimmed the memory of the evil that occurred that day. One remembers the photos of the missing, murdered plastered on Manhattan’s buildings and street poles and The New York Times obituaries — bunches each day — of those pulverized in the wreckage. One remembers the footage of some in the Middle East honking cars, distributing sweets and firing guns into the air, celebrating the killing of Americans. But you also remember the breathtaking heroism of the first responders, so ...