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Yay! ]honk! honk![
it was September 12 or 13, 2001. We were living on a corner in North Asheville in our SNAD (Servicable North Asheville Duplex). I had been at the newspaper since 9 a.m. Sept. 11 when we got news of the attack and was finally home and trying to sleep. That meant I had to keep our 1-year-old daughter asleep as well. People kept honking outside our door. I mean every car that passed tooted its tooter. I finally went out to investigate and found a sign on the telephone pole on the corner that said, "Honk if you love America." I tore it down and threw it in the garbage. A few minutes later there as some one pounding on your door. She wanted to know what I had done with her daughter’s sign. "It’s in the garbage can," I said. "If you love America and honking so much hang it up in front of your house." Honking won’t change the world, but it will get your neighbors cranky.
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