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What comes to mind before any specific image of the day is the smell—acrid, intense, invasive, unique. A mix of incinerated steel, glass, concrete, paper, plastic, jet fuel, and, yes, human remains, criminally cremated at a thousand-plus degrees. The sphere-saturating reek would... Read More →

  As everyone who was in the area remembers, September 11, 2001, was a clear, shining day. Not so memorable, perhaps, is what it was like to live in the world before the iPhone. My wife, Susan, and I were even less connected, having eschewed television. Thus, when I drove... Read More →

  This is the week to contemplate heroes. On the morning of September 11, 2001, I drove into Washington from Springfield, Virginia, and nodded at the Pentagon as I approached the 14th Street Bridge. When I arrived at the office ten minutes later, the receptionist gaspe... Read More →