It is September soon. I remember that in the early days of the last decade I had celebrated the 11th of September as a second birthday. Nowadays I tend to forget the date.
I still have a lot of scary pictures in my archive from that time.
It was a beautiful, warm and clear September day.
Only 24h earlier, I used to look at the people walking that street from my office window.
We must not forget those who died on that day.