Seven years ago, I was working from home and heard via instant message that a plane had struck one of the Twin Towers. I imagined it was a small plane, an accident, until a second plane struck the second tower. Nothing was visible in the sky from Long Island. The next day was sunny and quiet at Hofstra, but any illusion of safety was gone.
I don't know that anything positive can truly come from tragedy, but I appreciate personal freedom, indeed my very breath, with a clarity I didn't have before September 11.
In the summer of 2002, Dave White submitted "Closure" to Thrilling Detective, and editing it was my privilege, my small contribution to our national mourning.
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