When the Towers Fell
The day that the world changed forever
The year is 2001 and it’s a bright September morning. I’m five and a half years old and still young enough that I take great pride in those extra six months of experience. My world is caterpillar hunts, alphabet lessons and an undying excitement for the next episode of SpongeBob SquarePants.
The smell of Eggo waffles is …
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The Gen Z Report to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.