Early September always fills me with a strange kind of dread. There's a flood of horrid memories jumbled together with admiration and wonder for all the love and courage that each 9-11 anniversary churns up. I find the Tribute in Light over the World Trade Center a hauntingly beautiful, irresistible tribute. How something so horrible could lead to something so beautiful -- it just makes my heart and my soul want to burst.
The link about the town is broken