Someone (I can't remember who, and I don't care) was quoted on 9/11 as saying that it was "a good day to bury bad news." It's true. The world stopped on 9/11, and it took weeks to get it moving again. Pick up any newspaper, turn on any TV station, and it was all about the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, the heroes of Flight 93, and Osama bin Laden - a man most of us had never heard of before.

Does that mean that nothing else happened at all, for three weeks, while papers and networks carried the stories of those murdered by Islam? Did no one get married? Were there no births? No budgets, taxes or scandals?

No car accidents?

Well, there were. In fact, there was a particulary large car accident involving a drunk driver, in which four teenagers were killed. Normally the death of four teenagers would have made, local, state, and possibly national news on a slow day. But this was ignored, because the coutry had "bigger" things to worry about. The grief of four families, brought about by the carelessness of a man who shouldn't have been behind the wheel in the first place, was dwarfed by the sheer enormity of a nation under attack.

Stacy (Not a Desperate Housewife), whose nephew died that day, does not want him to be forgotten. All week long she will be blogging in memorium to Cody, who was cut down so young. Here is today's post.