There are two things I am thinking about today. One is the Queen's death but I won't take up much space here about it. Suffice it to say that I have always been a monarchist, especially now that I live in the US. 'nuff said. Except that: She acceded to the throne the year I was born and, after my parents passed, represented in some way a link to the world that I grew up in, the things that had been important. I also realized as the tributes have come in, that she was a woman respected because she always remained calm, dignified and somehow reassuring. Her speech during COVID: "We shall meet again" brought tears to my eyes then and her sweet small skit with Paddington Bear during her Platinum Jubilee a few months ago: "Thank you Ma'am" . . . "How very kind" also brings tears. Again, 'nuff said. The second thing is 9/11; September 11, 2001. Where was I when it happened, what do I remember about it? In 2001 Richard and I were living in a s