These stories are great. Great emotion. All of this gives us something to think about, but my brother just told me his story. He was in 1st period Spanish class, and the teacher had the Spanish News channel on. My brother, the neanderthal that he is, couldn't understand a word. The teacher was translating, saying that an airplane had crashed into a tower in downtown New York. My brother's first thought was, "They need to get better pilots!"
I apologize if this offends anyone, but sometimes humor is a great way to heal. May we all heal.