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Burning memories of 9/11
The passing of tragedy and mistrust through generations
Angie Maag
Angie Maag
I was alive when the planes crashed into the towers but I have no memory of it. I was only two. Growing up, everyone told me they could remember everything about that day from the coffee they had to the minute they heard or saw what had happened.