You're having the same problem we were, and which prompted the family media blackout. (Of course, there was just as much Poignant!!!!! in the commuter paper this morning, JFC...)

I wish I had a God for such cynical times...

It's not that my memories of that day aren't perfectly clear; it's that we should have used the weight of all that memory to go forward and do something better. Better and less jackbooty.