All of us who were born before 2001 have a story to tell about 9/11. Either it was told to us by our parents or we experienced it first-hand. I was a college freshman. That day in September, I remember it being such a beautiful day at Ball State, such contrast from what we saw on our televisions in the residence hall where I lived. I remember not knowing what to feel. But September 12th, I knew. I felt hope, concern, love, and and pride. This country, these people, they were incredible.
