9/11

I'm sure X will not write of '9/11, so I shall. Here is a poem.

I STARTED THE DAY HAPPY!KEN COOKED BREAKFAST

AFTER ALL I WAS ON VACATION!

I LOVED TO CAMP!

KEN ALWAYS MADE BREAKFAST ON OUR COLEMAN STOVE!

BACON AND EGGS, ORANGE JUICE!

I RETURNED FROM THE BATHROOM ...

SMELLS DELICOUS...

HE WAS LISTENING TO THE RADIO...

I STARTED TO REMARK ON HOW GOOD IT SMELLED!

BE QUIET, BARB.

THERE HAS BEEN AN ATTACK ON A BUILDING IN NEW YORK...

COME AND LISTEN TO THE RADIO.

THOSE ARE MY 9/11 MEMORIES.