I’d say 911 was my pill. Was always curious before that but when the towers were hit it put me on a path. The next two three years after that... Blessing and a curse. Like some say once you see it you can’t unsee it.

Maybe it’s ego but I feel like we have a purpose. Or maybe we are not special... but then what was different for us that allowed us to truly see?

I think about this everyday

Rare breed for sure