I went to the 9/11 museum before it is open to the public because my dad was a first responder (fdny reppin’). Although I was a kid I do clearly remember that day and will never forget it. It was overwhelming to be surrounded by it all. My dad was telling what and where he did everything that day and the many many days after. Hearing my dad reminisce about his dead friends made me really sad. The last picture is actually a fire on a firetruck that my dad put out.