For many years I've always had a difficult time remembering my sister Pam's birthday. I don't know why it's so hard to remember, I don't seem to have a problem remembering other birthdays, nor do I have a problem remembering anything of importance. In 2001 that all changed. I'll never forget her birthday again, neither will you. We all remember that day very well, it was the day two planes flew into the World Trade towers and another plane flew into the Pentagon killing hundreds. That day we lost fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers. Aunts and uncles, cousins and close friends. All taken within a matter of minutes. Life is so precious! We all take it for granted, our families, our friends and even our freedom. It's sad that it took such a catastrophe to help me remember my sisters birthday, to remember just how important she is and how much she really means to me. I'll never be the same! I'll never forget! Everyday we live is special, a gift from God. Remember!
A friend of mine wrote this little poem in my year book and It has always stuck with me. It may seem a little corny, but the words are so profound.
It's easy to remember,
It's easy to forget, but
don't forget to remember
to remember not to forget
Steven