…to get on an airplane, especially on a cross-country flight.
…to climb to the very top of a skyscraper to view the city below.
…to shake hands with my Canadian, French, English, German, Russian, Japanese, Italian, Irish, Mexican, and all the world’s representatives in my neghborhood and at work. and this includes Arabs, Palestinians and Muslims.
…to attend a baseball game, to hear the National Anthem.
…to show these cowardly vermin that we are saddened, but we are not beaten, not by a long shot.
…to hold my 5 month old nephew in my arms and assure that although I can’t insure he is safe, I will do my best to make sure he always feels safe…and loved.