I realised something today. I wasn't there that day, I was listening to the game on the radio, and watched it unfold on tv. But every year on this day I grieve for the 96 brothers and sisters lost that day. I lost my dad in 2010, and on the anniversary of his death last year I didn't feel this way. I can only imagine how it feels for the families today, and every anniversary gone by. I know why, and I know it is obvious why, accountability, closure, JUSTICE. But today for me, for the first time, I truly understand what drives their fight... rambling, sorry.
JUSTICE. RIP to the 96. Never forgotten. YNWA