Where were you ?

Do you remember where you were  and who you were with? I was with my friend Laura, holding hands, and watching on TV, as the second tower fell.  That feeling of fear and the look of shock on my friends face, will stay with me always. This will remain a lifelong bond between us.
My mother  knows to this day where she was, and what she was doing when JFK was shot. We were in Hawaii and she was giving me a bath.For my grandmother, it was December 7, 1941, the day Pearl Harbor was bombed, she was in the garden picking tomatoes.
 As we look from generation to generation, there has always a tragedy that our has country faced for each generation to have to remember and relive for the rest of their lives. My prayer for our next generation that there will be no tragedy to remember, no parades to be thrown for victims or veterans, and an end to the relentless circle of violence we face today.