Spem in Alium, by Thomas Tallis

It was the comforting background to a ton of reflection after I returned home from a day at work spent alongside a co-worker who was certain that her uncle, who worked in the WTC, had been incinerated in the first plane strike. I live at the Jersey Shore. Smoke from the WTC reached us by mid-afternoon. It smelled like the biggest structural fire in the world.

Gev Sweeney