I thought of my go bag yesterday as the city prepared for its annual 9/11 rememberance. Did you have a go bag?
We still do, packed with old shoes and gym shorts and now-sketchy bottles of water and a dog bone or two. In a sign of evolution, there are not yet baby supplies in the bag. Let’s hope we never feel compelled to update it.
I commemorate this day, as always, with links back to the related posts on Ideapad:
My blog posts about the event, September 11-23, 2001
Adam Oestreich’s first-person account, September 12, 2001