Napoleon's tomb- Paris, France
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detroit is right
Detroit? Not so much, Chicago? Close, maybe..
This was just a snapshot, no thought other than it was my first time to NYC, I was there for a week of art class. The towers are there, the city was big, I remember being amazed at the amount of people hustling and bustling through the streets at all hours. I ran into my friend Lee, out of nowhere.. It was the first time I had been to an actual living city so to speak, I loved it, a couple years later Laur moved to Brooklyn and I hated NYC, then she moved back and I loved it again.
To this day, every single time I see 911 or 9:11am/pm on a clock, I think about the World Trade Center and all the people and families. I think about my cousin Ryan who immediately joined the Army, how I almost followed him but did not have the nerve. I think about a friend from high school, Raymond Plouhar, a Marine who was killed in Iraq on his second tour, after donating a kidney.
The last time I saw Ray, I was just out of high school, I had no idea where I was going, he was in 12th grade and I’m sure he knew he was going to be a Marine.
RIP Staff Sergeant Raymond Plouhar