A Collective American Trauma Passed Me By

I was unaware of the Twin Towers tragedy when it happened, but it shaped my adolescence anyway.

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I don’t remember 9/11.

I have no memories — not one — of this country’s most recent collective grief. I was alive, I was here, I was on American soil when those planes hit the World Trade Center, but I recall…

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Amy Colleen

Amy Colleen

I read a lot of books and sometimes I’m funny. Aspiring novelist, practicing writer, and Oxford comma fan (though obviously lenient on sentence fragments).

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