Dear Jon

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09/11/2011

Neighborhood: World Trade Center

September 2010

Dear Jon,

They want to build a mosque where you were murdered. I want to do the right thing. So I’m having a debate in my head taking on the two sides. What would you want I wonder.

See, that’s the hard thing. I’d think after knowing you for such a long time, it would be easy to know your mind. I conjure your shit-eating grin, those blond tendrils of hair, I can picture the debate as it takes place. The problem is, I don’t know what you would say.

Remember that time in D.C. when we were talking to the Jehovah’s Witness’? They said they would see you in heaven because you frustrated them so. You could debate to the death. I always said we argued, but you insisted it was debating. I’m wondering now what you would think of the situation we are in. They want to build a mosque where you were murdered.

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