I wrote this yesterday with no real intention of sharing it more widely, but I think it warrants sharing — because the mania never lifted, because the wars never ended, they just came home.
I remember September 11, 2001. The teacher rolling-in the TV cart to give us a view of current events — and, when the second plane came, when the collapses came, a view of death on a scale no 11-year-old can process. But I remember so much more than that. 1/