It's a later in the day post but it did not make me not think about what happened on this date back in 2001. It's a sad day for a lot of people and it affects me in a negative way every year. I still have a lot of questions that I still want answered. I don't believe what they tell me to pacify me. I never will. So back in the day, before everyone moved, we used to have long training rides on Sunday. We would start early as usual and at 911 am we would stop and do a minute of silence. If it was cold a flask would do it's rounds. Now I mostly ride alone and on Sundays I remember 911. I remember my friends as well and all those people who lost loved ones on that day. You will not be forgotten. Ever. Thanks for reading, Ari
