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I wrote a post called “Outsiders” today and will still leave that up but I also wanted to repost this article I wrote last year. Thank you for reading!

Marilyn R. Gardner

On September 11th in 2001 my first-born, Annie, turned 16. We had tried to plan something special for weeks. It was, after all, a 16th birthday and in the US it is something of a milestone. Dreadful reality shows like “My Sweet Sixteen” are indulgent, ostentatious, and narcissistic tributes to the importance this birthday plays in the United States.

“Do we get a limo?” I said to my husband worried that I didn’t know how to honor her properly. He looked at me in disbelief and didn’t even have to think about it. “Well, at a cost of $100 an hour I would say – No!” he said emphatically. In the end we decided to have balloons delivered to her high school and a small dinner with two of her friends before a larger party planned for a weekend.

On 9/11 at 8:46 am, on a cloudless day with bright…

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