Well, Gayle, it's the big one. 911 XX (if it were a Superbowl game). Over the years on my former Blogue du Regret, I occasionally penned a posting in honor of the day, whenever it rolled around, but my memory of it (blurry as it is) is that more often than not, & etc.
Anywho, an important development in this regard (insofar as, and to the degree that, I am important) has come about recently, stewed & stirred in my psyche over the months A.C. (the Age of Covid). A recent tweet I posted this morning sums it up:
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