I am reposting this on the 25th anniversary of that horrific “Day of Days.”

It is a day I will never forget (nor should I…or the rest of humanity). I awoke to clear blue skies, dropped my beautiful 5-year-old off at preschool, and returned to my home to witness mass murder on a scale unheard of in my lifetime.

I posted the following shortly after another unspeakable act of terror on the streets of America. This one on the sun-baked streets of California. It tore at my soul, and I opened the keyboard once again to share my thoughts. It ended with a reposting of a “letter” to my dear, departed father that I penned just a few days following 9-11. He too was an aviator, and I knew that, like me, he would recoil in horror at what had happened on that beautiful Tuesday morning in September 2001.

God bless you all, and God bless America.

BBall