Jennifer ♥
Today I remembered Jennifer Mazzotta.
I looked around on Google last night to see if there was anything I hadn't found before, and there was--I found her aunt's story about looking for her after the first plane hit six years ago, the same aunt with whom I corresponded last year.
"I knew I had to get out of the city but I also knew I had to try one last time to find Jennifer. I walked up toward Broadway once again asking questions; everyone just shook their heads in shock and disbelief. One woman told me to try and get home, that was where I would find my niece. Strange, but I thought maybe she was right and Jenn had gotten out...."
It's so easy to feel like it's not real, like "9/11" is just a catchphrase. I'm worried we're already forgetting.
I looked around on Google last night to see if there was anything I hadn't found before, and there was--I found her aunt's story about looking for her after the first plane hit six years ago, the same aunt with whom I corresponded last year.
"I knew I had to get out of the city but I also knew I had to try one last time to find Jennifer. I walked up toward Broadway once again asking questions; everyone just shook their heads in shock and disbelief. One woman told me to try and get home, that was where I would find my niece. Strange, but I thought maybe she was right and Jenn had gotten out...."
It's so easy to feel like it's not real, like "9/11" is just a catchphrase. I'm worried we're already forgetting.