I was so young when it happened.
I had just came back from New York and was missing that wonderful city
as I began my first year of high school.
Now ten years later,
I still remember that day as if it were yesterday.
My favorite city under attack.
I never want to forget those who are the heroes.
It was a day that brought out the worst and best of men.
The small streets and churches of Bountiful were lined with flags
to honor those who have served and are serving our country, it was quite touching.
May we strive to be the best of men, by loving our fellow brethren.
And Never Forget.
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