Sunday, September 11, 2005


Four years, it feels like ten. It's hard to imagine life before that day. That day affected us all and continues to change the course of the world.

For me, I made up my mind that New York is where I needed to be. I wanted to be closer to my family who lived in New Jersey. So on 9/11/2002, I was living on my father's couch while looking for a job. On 9/11/2003, I was in the bleachers at Yankee Stadium as part of my season tickets. This year, I have a wife, home, and dog that would not have happened if it were not for that awful day in September, four years ago.

God Bless Us All.