I have several heeros in my life. My mother, grandmother My step father. Regarding 9/11 Every year that marks that day leaves a terrible weight in my stomach. I'm a New Yorker. I used to work in those towers. I wonder about the people I once worked with. Were they there? To me, NY is my backyard, my family. My heart is there. The heeros in that city cannot be counted. Too many. I will never forget the way the city stuck together during that time. Heroes were made everywhere that day, that week that year.