My family and I marked the 10th anniversary of 9/11 last year with a ceremony at the Los Angeles Fire Academy. Our daughters marveled at the enormous fire engine ladders, lifted toward the sky to proudly display an American flag.
The older one took pictures with my phone of a twisted piece of steel, a piece of the World Trade Center, pictures she would later share with her second-grade class.
They listened, as best they could, to speeches by the mayor and other politicians. They stood at attention as a bagpiper played taps.
As a mother, I felt as if I’d found the perfect way to mark the solemn day.… Seguir leyendo »