What does ‘Never Forget’ mean?
On Sept. 11, 2001, I was a 12-year-old boy living in England. Because of the five-hour time difference, I first learned that something had happened as the school day drew to a close. It wasn’t until I got home later that afternoon that I saw the images of the Twin Towers burning thousands of miles away and watched them collapse in a hellish explosion of steel and concrete and glass and ash. And I just didn’t get it. Yes, I knew it was bad, and I knew it was unprecedented, and I knew it was scary, but as a child, I had absolutely no understanding of the gravity of what had just ...