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All:<br /> It was nine years ago, I found myself surrounded by utter chaos, death and most of all hate. Looking back on that day I can still smell the jet fuel, burnt rubber and smoke which in retrospect remind me so much of death and hate. I will not go into detail on my horrible experience at Ground Zero that fateful day, as I posted the full story on Beginner Tri and other places, but everyone should take a moment to remeber all those poor souls that perished right before our eyes. I still think about that day everyday and thank God I survived the collapse of the South Tower. It tugs at my heart and I feel as though I let all those souls slip right throuogh my fingers. I miss my fallen Agent brothers, the Police Officers, the Firefighters and most of all the innocent people that left us that day. It is one of the primary reasons I race so much these days. I race to remember those who can no longer race!
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