The Most Vivid Day of Kindergarten

My Town is a middle class town located about 30 minutes outside of NYC. It was made of police, fire fighters and corrections officers. I can remember my dad saying good bye because he was going to ground zero to look for survivors and help search the tunnels. Unfortunately, 9/11 touched my life in many different ways. A cousin who was a fire fighter who did not make it out of the second tower. A first grade teacher who lost her husband who was also a firefighter along with countless others. It did however give me a brother. My parents recently admitted that after 9/11, they were scared of the idea of leaving me alone if they both were to die. My brother and I are 6.5 years apart and he is named after a family member who died on 9/11. I wonder what the long term impact my dad’s work will have on his health. One of the most memorable experiences of my life was visiting the 9/11 museum and memorial with my dad. I do not think I have ever seen him so emotional. 20 years later as my father plans to move out of our childhood home, he took me into the garage and gave me a piece of glass from the World Trade Center.