Ten Years Later

We flew our flag in the window. We listened to the names read until we ran out of tears.
We went to gaze at the flood waterss once more, looking into the murky depths as if some sense could rise out of them. We heard the roar of the falls (50% more water after Tropical Storm Lee dumped 4 days of rain on us) and walked along the canal. Thus DH and spent 9/11/11.
Best tributes: the music played in Lower Manhattan:

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