Twenty years ago, on Sept. 11, 2001, life in the United States changed.

Where were you? It’s something Americans remember deeply. Many were at work or at school. Perhaps you were at the park or, if on the West Coast, still sleeping.

I was at a doctor’s appointment with my sister and mom in Fort Belvoir, an Army base located outside of Washington D.C.

My dad was at the Pentagon. On the television in his supervisor’s office, he watched as tragedy unfolded at the World Trade Center in New York City. Then, there was a huge thud and rush to get outside. He was on the side opposite of where Flight 77 crashed, killing 184 people. 

My dad came home. For 2,000 kids, their parent never did. In all, nearly 3,000 people died.

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