I have trouble concentrating every year on this day. If I keep busy, it is okay, but when there is downtime, The Day comes flooding back. I will remember those who died, those who lost loved ones, those scarred forever. I will remember them until they are no longer dead, no longer alone, no longer scarred. On this day, every year, I remember where I was, how I learned of it, the fear and worry for those I loved. Two towers and one pentagonal ring. One plane full of very brave people. I will remember the brave men and women who have fought and died to help keep this from happening again. Seven years of foiled plots and ruined plans. Seven years with no further acts of terrorism here. It is personal for me, like so many others, I knew someone who died, and an EMT who lost all but 2 others of his company. I will never forget.