The dread is mostly gone, but the cold fury remains, as do the tears - tears of sadness for those lost, tears of joy mixed with sorrow at the tales of heroism and the heroes that died that day. Such a catastrophe brought out the best in New Yorkers - no mean feat, that. September 11^th showed that in the most impersonal and cynical city in America, everyday heroes still flourish. Day by day, EMTs, police officers, firemen, and first responders go quietly about their duties, never seeking praise from those of us cowardly enough to forget their everyday sacrifices. We conveniently forget that their sacrifices allow the rest of us the opportunity to even affect cycnicism. Do what you can to change that, won't you?