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We were just waking up, and my son had gone downstairs to get ready for school. He came in our room and told us to turn on the news, something really bad was happening.
It was a few days later that I found out a lifelong friend was among the passengers who perished. My heart is still broken for the family left behind. They'll never be the same.
The service at the National Cathedral helped me grieve and regain hope. When the choir sang, I thought of my friend...he loved to sing, it was just the type of the he'd do.
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