tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259896124593293634.post2754876863585284009..comments2023-02-25T17:40:09.547+01:00Comments on l'air du temps: missingl'air du tempshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12910831320800080950noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259896124593293634.post-58866645801614505332009-09-14T01:01:32.009+02:002009-09-14T01:01:32.009+02:00I wasn't working that day but I might have bee...I wasn't working that day but I might have been, actually on Water St. on the 49th Floor. That day forever altered me even though I did not lose a family member or a close friend. I will always remember the clear, crisp day and the bright blue skies. Some of us lost our innocence on that day. I lost mine.annkenthttp://annkent.typepad.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259896124593293634.post-40929029056963161782009-09-05T05:26:08.332+02:002009-09-05T05:26:08.332+02:00Susu, beautifully said!Susu, beautifully said!l'air du tempshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12910831320800080950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5259896124593293634.post-82373341538897929472009-09-04T12:32:07.623+02:002009-09-04T12:32:07.623+02:00It still gets to me when I think of that morning. ...It still gets to me when I think of that morning. And how the sky was so clear. Just like you said. What a wondrous day it could have been...Susuhttp://www.makinen.fr/susa/wordpressnoreply@blogger.com