A Voice in the Darkness

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I was finishing the original draft of this column early on the morning of September 11 when I received the news. My wife called me from the grammar school where she teaches near our home on Long Island. "Something awful," she said quietly and then told me of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center towers.

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