There is a solemness in the New York City air on September 11th that is unmatched by any other day of the year. The reality hit close to home as I witnessed the ceremony of my next door neighbors, FDNY Engine Co. 16, Ladder No. 7. Cars filled the lot across the street, and families flooded onto the sidewalk from the garage of the station. Everyone was dressed in black, dressed for a funeral - funerals, actually. This station lost several men on September 11th, and as I watched a man and woman walk away from the gathering, I wondered who it was they were there to remember who left on a fire truck from this very station seven years ago today and never returned.
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