Thoughts on the Brussels Attacks
/Like virtually anyone older than their mid-20s, I remember exactly where I was the morning of September 11, 2001. I was three days into my freshman year at college, and I awoke to a classmate pounding on my door. I was one of the few kids in the stairwell to bring a TV, and the student -- from Westchester, NY -- needed to turn on the news.
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