September Eleventh, Two Thousand One is a day that will live on in the memories, in the lives of every person in the U.S. I know I will not forget it as long as I live. It was a day of tragedy, a day of loss, a day of pain. For many, like myself, we have lost someone we once knew. Be they brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, friends, schoolmates, mothers, or fathers, they belonged to somebody's heart. And their memories will live on. I look into my heart, and I feel a pain that will never be abated. I have cried, I have prayed, and I have hoped. My most sincere condolences go out to those who have lost a loved one, and my hopes and wishes are with those still looking.