Yesterday I was in Manhattan. I was sitting, reading, in a Starbucks on 9th and 30th. I heard sirens and looked up. Two fire engines went by, FDNY emblazoned on their doors and American flags streaming behind. I realized that it was very likely that men from that very company had died on 9/11 trying to save others. It was, for me at least, a much more poignant reminder than any of the very orchestrated memorials I have seen. NY firefighters going about their business, continuing their jobs, is a pointed reminder for us all - remembering the past is good but we must live, work, and struggle in the present.