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My little sister threw a party for all the September birthdays in the family on Friday night. There are a lot of them. We had a great dinner and as always a yummy dessert.
My nephew was born September 11, 2002. We were driving around the neighborhood and it took me a minute to realize why all the houses in this one neighborhood had their flags out. It was blocks of them. It almost brought tears to my eyes as I remembered the events of Sept. 11, 2001. It was nice to see so many flags up. It was nice that my nephew was baptized this day to create more good memories.
Damon survived without me, as I knew he would, but the kids were all very happy to see me when I walked in the door. It's nice to get away, but even nicer to get home.

