That's where my DD is texting me from.
My DD is texting me from the celebration at ground zero. She was in 4th grade when I had to pick her up from school b/c the school was on red alert and on lockdown. Her teacher, a NYC native, was gently crying in their classroom for hours and the kids did not know why. She'd received a call about a personal loss - in the towers. But she couldn't leave the children b/c they were on lockdown.
mama mama what happened to my teacher today, my 4th grader asked me.
I didn't know what to say. So I took a deep breath and I let her watch the news with her big sister while I held their hands and translated.
Amazing she is there tonight. A college freshman.