So um Sassy I guess you have something to share with everyone.

Sassy: Yes. I wasn't born yet, but I learn a long time ago that I had a 3rd uncle who died the day the World Trade Center was attacked. His name was Ben Dmitry, he worked at the lower area of the first tower that was hit. He was the kind of person from what I know always put others before himself. Always doing the right thing, never lied and was such a fun guy to be around. Anyways he went up to the far levels of the tower to help get others out. He even "sniff" he even saved 3 little pups too. Um ahem anyways I think the last person who saw him and it was from someone that knew him personnel said when he was helping the others escape too, he turned around and Uncle Ben was gone. He just disappeared. Its possible he may heard more people were in trouble and went back up there. His body was never found after the twin towers collapsed. All was left was "sniff" his lucky hat he would always wear. The reason I never spoke of it was because I never wanted to think about it, but then when I have seen video interviews of others who lost there love ones, I thought I should do the same. So remember this day guys and just keep the good things about the ones you lost alive by talking about them. I sure wish I meant my uncle. I think this is why I soon grew up to be a better person, maybe I got it from him.