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Everyone has a 9/11/2001 story. Here is mine. May God bless the remembering and sharing of yours. Tuesday. I looked forward to it every week. No early morning. No meetings. No paperwork, project management, or pastoral counseling. Just me, my laundry, some genealogy research and a chance to breathe. I poured coffee, sat cross-legged inContinue reading “One Day in September”