Thank you, I lost but a cousin, many lost husbands, wives, brothers and beloved fellow workers. Mine is but a small lose in the scheme of things. Evan though the smallest of losses were great to someone, and he was like a brother to me.
This is one American that will never forget 9/11. It is as raw today as it was 6 years ago.
Starting 3 years ago, I have made a business trip to New York every November. As I stood at Ground Zero, I began to say the Jewish Prayer for the dead, the Kaddish.
One is supposed to say it for a parent, a sibling or a spouse. Thank G-d, I have all of those still with me, but so many lost their parent, in some cases both parents, brothers, sisters, husbands and wives.
It seemed appropriate and necessary.
G-d Bless you, my FRiend, and all those victimized by the insanity of 9/11.