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Community and World Disaster Change Who we Become

We live in a time zone that is three hours behind the east coast so normally by the time we start the day, those in Toronto or New York are getting ready to order lunch. Twenty one years ago wasn't any different. My son was about six months old and that September morning started just… Continue reading Community and World Disaster Change Who we Become

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Weekend Round Up: Remembering September 11th, 2001. Where You Were? What were you Doing? Did it Affect You? Do You Think the World has Changed?

My son was only 4 months old. I'd been up a few times during the night and was tired. I had him in my arms when I walked out to the kitchen to hear my husband in the living room. "Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit..." he said over and over again. I entered the… Continue reading Weekend Round Up: Remembering September 11th, 2001. Where You Were? What were you Doing? Did it Affect You? Do You Think the World has Changed?

Faye Arcand

Looking Back on September 11th–Nineteen Years Later

The world, just like us writers, is constantly moving and morphing. We adjust to new normals and write our own realities. It's not a carte blanche for articles inciting hatred, racism, or violence. Always keep in mind how powerful your words are--written and spoken.