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In Remembrance: Tuesday, September 11, 2001

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I came to a spot where a white pilgrim lay
And pensively stood by his tomb.
And in a low whisper a voice seemed to say
How sweetly I rest here alone.
The tempest may howl and the loud thunders roll
Dark gathering storms shall arise;
But the same God that led me through storms dark and drear
Has kindly conducted me home.

- anonymous poem recited by Frank Church,
from the recollections of Esther Church Bierwirth

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