My sympathies to news reporters, producers and editors who are working today, living and reliving the disaster. Thank you for what you do.
My sympathies to the families and friends of lost loved ones who are forced to remember our way as well as their way. Our public remembrance is an invasion of your private grief. Thank you for your strength.
My sympathies to the idealistic Washington interns who have to put up with our pompous leaders, many of whom are too mindful of re-election to grieve without politics. Here’s hoping you learn and improve on the model.
Year Six has begun.
... but enough about me 
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