In June of 2023, we had a house fire.
Our three children were home for the summer.
Together, they navigated their way through this terrible ordeal.
It took hours to get the fire under control.
As the firefighters worked tirelessly to contain the blaze, my husband and I made our way home from Boston.
Fear and anxiety accompanied us on the seven hour ride.
We arrived around 2 a.m. the next day.
The sun wouldn't rise for several hours.
Yet even in the darkness of night, I could see the silhouette of my house.
In the glow of the streetlight, I could just make out the yellow caution tape that surrounded our home and the wood panels that filled the space where windows once hung.
A neon pink sign was taped to the side of the window frame.
It declared that the property, our property, was condemned.
Yet in the midst of what could only be described as a nightmare, I learned that our son Jonah had snuck back into the house on multiple occasions once the fire was out.
From the charred rubble, he attempted to rescue certain items that held special significance for our family.
One of the first items he salvaged was a newspaper from September 11, 2001.
At the top of this folded newspaper, in bold red letters, are the words, Special Report.
The headline for that day reads, Terrorists Launch Air Attack on U.S. Cities.
Below is the iconic photo of the World Trade Towers engulfed in smoke, taken just moments after the attack.
Through the years, this special edition newspaper has been a quiet reminder for our family.
The once crisp pages are now coated in the ash and soot from our house fire.
Burn holes of various sizes are scattered over the front page.
Another quiet reminder for our family.
While it's a little worse for wear, this historic newspaper is now 25 years old.
In June of 2023, we had a house fire.
Our three children were home for the summer.
Together, they navigated their way through this terrible ordeal.
It took hours to get the fire under control.
As the firefighters worked tirelessly to contain the blaze, my husband and I made our way home from Boston.
Fear and anxiety accompanied us on the seven hour ride.
We arrived around 2 a.m. the next day.
The sun wouldn't rise for several hours.
Yet even in the darkness of night, I could see the silhouette of my house.
In the glow of the streetlight, I could just make out the yellow caution tape that surrounded our home and the wood panels that filled the space where windows once hung.
A neon pink sign was taped to the side of the window frame.
It declared that the property, our property, was condemned.
Yet in the midst of what could only be described as a nightmare, I learned that our son Jonah had snuck back into the house on multiple occasions once the fire was out.
From the charred rubble, he attempted to rescue certain items that held special significance for our family.
One of the first items he salvaged was a newspaper from September 11, 2001.
At the top of this folded newspaper, in bold red letters, are the words, Special Report.
The headline for that day reads, Terrorists Launch Air Attack on U.S. Cities.
Below is the iconic photo of the World Trade Towers engulfed in smoke, taken just moments after the attack.
Through the years, this special edition newspaper has been a quiet reminder for our family.
The once crisp pages are now coated in the ash and soot from our house fire.
Burn holes of various sizes are scattered over the front page.
Another quiet reminder for our family.
While it's a little worse for wear, this historic newspaper is now 25 years old.
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