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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Today It Hit Me

Today it hit me . . .



Today the tragedy hit me . . . I’m not sure why it took so long. Maybe because all I saw, all I heard was words and a distant pop, pop, pop.



It never connected . . . Not when I heard Nikki’s beautiful soft words. Not when those that got out spoke of their anguish. Today it hit me in the face, when I saw their pictures in the online version of the Times.



Click on me, learn what I wanted to be, who I was . . . What in a short time, I had achieved . . . Why?



I felt their pain. I feel it now . . . My head falls sadly to my chest and my tears begin again. And I want to tell each of them, America hurts for them. We will not forget . . . I will not forget them.



Dan Hanosh

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