On this, the 13th anniversary of that fateful day, I think of all the people who died, of the many friends and relatives who suffered from their passing, of a nation who, as I see it, lost its innocence that day. Nothing that I could write today seems adequate or appropriate, yet something is demanded, so I defer to the words of a song:
Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me
Let there be peace on earth the peace that was meant to be
With God as our father brothers all are we
Let me walk with my brother in perfect harmony.
Let peace begin with me let this be the moment now
With every step I take let this be my solemn vow
To take each moment and live each moment in peace eternally
Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.
(Lyrics by Jill Jackson Miller and Sy Miller)
© Dorothy C. Judd
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