A Somber Anniversary
September 11th 2007 05:56
Like practically everyone else on the planet, I remember exactly what I was doing almost six years ago today when it happened. September 11, 2001 dawned typically bright and sunny in South Florida, as I awoke at my usual 6:30 a.m. hour. Though my position as a recruiter for a large national bank didn’t require my presence at the office until 8:30 a.m., I always left early, so I could enjoy the scenic route (instead of the perpetually snarled Interstate 95) from my home in Boynton Beach to my office in downtown Boca Raton. As I drove down A1A along the coast – quite possibly the most beautiful road in America – I drank in the magnificence of a rising orange sun over crystal blue water, the lushness of verdant foliage and vivid tropical flowers, and the graceful sway of ubiquitous palm trees.
Normally I listened to motivational CD’s during my 45-minute trek, but for some reason on this particular morning, I chose to leave on 97.9, WRMF, a local pop music station. At the time, they had a good morning show team consisting of two guys and a girl with a spontaneous chemistry reminiscent of Fox and Friends, when E.D. Hill was still a part of the line-up (with all due respect to Gretchen Carlson, the show just isn’t the same since E.D. left[ Click here to read more ]
Normally I listened to motivational CD’s during my 45-minute trek, but for some reason on this particular morning, I chose to leave on 97.9, WRMF, a local pop music station. At the time, they had a good morning show team consisting of two guys and a girl with a spontaneous chemistry reminiscent of Fox and Friends, when E.D. Hill was still a part of the line-up (with all due respect to Gretchen Carlson, the show just isn’t the same since E.D. left
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