I remember
There really was this nice stretch of weather in New York in September of 2001. I don’t remember if it was Saturday September 8 or Sunday September 9, but I know I was at Jones Beach with friends. A couple of us took a walk from Field 4 to the West End jetty. It was perfectly clear, and I remember being amazed that the Twin Towers were visible on the horizon, some 25 miles to the west. They weren't something I saw often, but I saw them one last time, from a distance, that weekend. That weekend was also the start of the NFL season, one of promise, as my Giants had surprised many with a trip to the Super Bowl earlier that year. Later in the week, I was to fly to New Orleans, going to a Saints game and knocking the last continental state I hadn’t visited from my to-do list. I remember staying up late on Monday, watching those same Giants lose a Monday Night Football game to the Broncos. Still, I woke up Tuesday morning and got to work in plenty of time for my 8:00 start...