Like most other kids in the 80s, my brother and I were big gamers, rocking out our original Atari and NES gaming systems, and going to the arcade every chance we got. (He was much better than me, I can remember one trip to the arcade where we’d each gone in with two dollars and I blew mine in the first fifteen minutes and after wandering around for an hour I checked on him and he was still on his first fifty cents.)
9/11. Two numbers that will be forever linked, representing one of the biggest tragedies our country has ever seen. But, as in any tragedy, there was also opportunity for hope, love, and caring to show itself.