My husband Rick purchased this T-shirt after September 11, 2001, and it has been buried at the bottom of one of his drawers for years (hence the wrinkles). But he will be wearing it to work today.
I'll never forget that morning almost ten years ago, when Rick woke me up with the words, "A plane crashed into one of the twin towers!" We watched with horror as first one, then the other building collapsed.
And at some point, Rick turned to me and said, "By the way, happy birthday."
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