September 11th 2001

I spent a large part of my adult life without children. I wanted to be a dad but I wasn't. I became a father by age 40, so I had spent 20 years waiting to hear my child's voice. On 9-11-2001 my daughter was two years old. She was talking of course, in fact, sometimes she wouldn't stop. But on the morning of 9/11 she saw how distraught I was so she looked up at me and for the first time formulated to words "I love you dad" in a sentence. Hearing those words for the first time is what I remember most about 9/11.