Today I once again proved my awesome mini-golfing skills. (See July 25, 2004 entry for further proof.) It was a craft, come-from-behind victory. Of course, I am sure to do completely horrible the next time I play, but...I'm good with it. And getting a 2 on a hole that Brent and Katie each got 6s on sure didn't hurt.
It was a beautiful day, one all too reminiscent of that day four years ago. It seemed so incongruous, the beauty of the day and the horrors that it brought. And though I think of it less and less, it still moves me. I can't help but pause by the flag that they hung over the Pentagon (that now hangs in the entranceway of the American History Museum). And today, during the O's game, a bald eagle circled Safeco Field. I don't know what that means--nothing, probably, I know--but it was still a touching sight.
Current song in my head:
"God Bless America"