Hate Destroys. Love Builds. — Remembering 9.11

Hate Destroys. Love Builds. — Remembering 9.11

He was the kind of guy that when he smiled at you, you smiled back. Not necessarily because you wanted to, but because you were afraid not to. If he had told me to give him my seat, I would’ve hopped up faster than I would have if I’d heard Tiffany’s was giving...