There are days of joy and happiness that you remember for a lifetime. The birth of my daughters, the birth of my grandchildren, and the birth of my great-granddaughter. Those are happy days to recall for the rest of your life. Then there is a day that you can never forget, as much as you would like to do so. September 11, 2001, was that day for me. It was one of those warm, sunny, late-summer days.