There are moments in one’s life whereby reflection is constant. One of these moments for me, was the 911 attacks on September 11th 2001. I can distinctly recall sitting in my typography class trying to focus on my teacher while my phone constantly vibrated beside me. I kept looking at it, glaring back at my teacher and then back again wondering why so many of my family members were calling me. Thinking the worst, I left class to return my mother’s phone-call and in a frantic all I can remember…