I've heard it all my life, but probably never sensed it like I did yesterday. Standing in between these two walls, with the time right before the bombing, and the time right after engraved on those copper walls freezes that one moment, 9:02, for it seems like forever; well, for us it was 2 1/2 hours. Ever lived a minute for 2 1/2 hours?
It gave me a new perspective on the fact that one minute can
make a world of difference. Pictures say things like nothing else can, so I've posted some pics that were especially moving for us.
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