It's easy to put something better than 20 years ago to rest. Maybe it's because osf my boyhood memories sthere but New York will always hold a special place for me. As is the case for wherever your place of birth, there are usually some endearing memories. Such was my thinking on the horrible September morning many of us recall with a combination of hate and sadness. For those who did not meet instant death but instead agonized on whether to burn or jump to their death, it had to be fear beyond belief. For the rescuers who perished years later from the resulting explosions, it also was grief, caused by an enemy that dealt the single worst warlike disaster in the history of our nation. We were in Italy on vacation and knew it would be a while before we could fly home. As we wandered the streets aimlessly a woman of English descent said softly: "Now like we Londoner's, you too have lost your freedom". The good news is that we have actually retained a great deal of it. There is, however, a jeopardy of sorts if we do not as a nation, come together. Hang political sides. As Americans we should think of protecting each other. How wonderful it would be if we could lock arms for just a day or so to realize that even with the needless killings on our streets we could and can be partners in what is still the greatest country on earth. But we won't. This day will be passed off as another "unfortunate" happening that is too far back in memory to worry about. Besides we just got another tweet about a couple in Hollywood about to break up or even worse, a game our home team lost and how we need a new coach.