Other memories of Sept 11

Here's a picture of my Dad in front of fascist HQ in Sicily after it was seized by the Allied invasion from North Africa. 

His parents later received this picture with a note from General Patten's widow saying the General had this photo on the mirror all through the war. Every day he would look at this picture and say, "Now there is my kind of soldier, why can't some of those sons-of-bitches I have in my command be like him?" 

William J Stigall, Jr. 
Sicily, 1943

[It's a 9/11 memory because my Dad was in a hospital north of NYC when the attack occurred, and we could see the World Trade Center burning from our apartment that night. For us, 9/11 meant as much that it was his last "good" day on that awful day, awful week.]