September 11 And The Impotence Of Secularism

The first thing that always comes up when talking about September 11, 2001, is: Where were you when you heard the news?

It was a weird day for me. A 16-year-old sophomore, I was out of school that morning. Having suffered massive injuries from a snow skiing accident in April of 2001, I was driving to Springfield, Illinois, on Interstate 72 to visit a surgeon for a follow-up appointment with my mother.