Tuesday, September 11, 2012

What September 11 means to me

My Twitter and FaceBook feeds have been full of lovely remembrances of September 11, 2001. Today is the 11 year anniversary. 

It was a shocking day and things did change a lot afterward. 

But this post isn't about all that. Too many people have said all the things I could think of to say, often much more eloquently than I could.

To me, September 11 is a little more personal.

My grandparents, Gus and Lucille, on their wedding day.
September 11, 1948. Gus Caponi and Lucille Simpson got married, joining a boisterous Sicilian family and a Scots-Irish clan.
Caponi family, 1941
Simpson family, 1947
My grandpa died in March of 1998, just a few months before their 50th wedding anniversary. Grandma died in August of 2002. 

For me, September 11 has always been their anniversary. It's a day for me to remember two very special people.
 
Gus and Lucille, 1995




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