Today in Boston it’s the same kind of beautiful weather we had 9 years ago, when we spent much of our day looking up at the sky, flooded by what we could not absorb or understand.

It was not a skating day. Still, a year later it was hope for winter weather that made me reflect on September 11, 2001 in my 650-word essay, “A Hunger for Ice.” Link.

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Photograph, “Ice Skating,” by prudencebrown121 on Flickr via creativecommons.org