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Today I saw a banner on the campus where I teach asking everybody to post stories about what they were doing when the Twin Towers were struck. I had started to think about that fateful hour of that fateful day when I was struck.
For me the memory of 9/11 will always be bittersweet, since it was the day after that I had planned to go climbing in Cochise Stronghold with some buddies of mine from the Summit Hut. If you've ver climbed at the Stronghold, you know that you don't pass up a chance to go. Still, we'd thought as we watched the horror replayed over and over on television, that we should chill, out of deference. That's when fate smiled on us in a way. Since there was almost no traffic in the store, we got the rest of the week off. That settled it, we'd go the next day.
