I was teaching third grade here in South Texas at a Catholic school.
Far away, although our principal united us all when she called us to Mass on behalf of all who were in the midst of it all and for our country. I was never more proud that this is where I worked due to this.
One of my fellow teachers had close family working in Manhattan and was in tears. I remember that clearly.
This was a favorite place for me to visit during the holidays and on a visit sometime later I took this picture: