It is September 11, 2014. I’ve listened to the roll call of names. I’ve heard the bell being rung. I’ve seen the wreath being laid. I’ve sat through several moments of silence. I’m sitting right now where I was sitting on that fateful morning 13 years ago - working at my computer with my favorite news channel streaming live news in the background. Little did I know that I would never use a news channel as just background noise again. My entire world changed that day, as did yours, and coverage of current news events became a part of the fabric of my life. But it is not just September 11, 2001 that I’m remembering today. I am also thinking about September 11, 2012. The contrasts are chilling. In 2001, the skies were blue with beautiful clouds in New York City. People were going about their regular daily routines, never dreaming what would happen at 8:46 that morning. In 2012, it had been a beautiful quiet day in Benghazi. Ambassador Stevens had been in meetings most of the day. The