mamajoan

I'm so not down with all the 9/11-related schmaltz. No offense intended to those on my friend-list who are posting tributes, remembrances*, etc., but I just can't get into it. Yes, it was a horrible tragic day and I remember it with unpleasant clarity. But I don't feel the need to say any more than that; and why today more than any other day? The victims were just as dead yesterday, will be just as dead tomorrow.
* Not "rememberances." Spellcheck much?

But that sounds callous and awful, which just goes to show I was serious when I said I can't get into it. Much more pithy words on the subject, which I entreat you to read on my behalf, were said by

plaidder here and by

ingrid_m here.

Furthermore, if you can, help find Don. I post this here because it exemplifies, to me, the real spirit of Americanism on 9/11/01 and elsewhen: helping out a stranger, simply because s/he needs help.

Meanwhile, I personally celebrate today as Isaac's three-month birthday. :)

In other news, welcome to my friends-list

lightningrose, a friend from college. You may or may not remember

retch,

munoz, and/or

tiggrrl.