A few years ago I found a notebook in my dad’s basement. I knew what was in it, but I didn’t want to open it. I saved it for this day, this year, to look back. You’re about to read what I wrote on September 11, 2001. Warning: It is graphic and difficult to read. This is how I interpreted what I saw that day as a 10 year old watching it on TV in my 5th grade classroom.
