12 Years Later: A Tribute To Lonny Stone and All Who Died at the World Trade Center o 9-11

A song dedicated to my cousin, Lonny Stone. His spirit came to me about four months after his murder at the World Trade Center to ask me to tell his mother, my Aunt Evelyn, that he was okay. He was wearing a white button down shirt, faded blue jeans, no shoes or socks, had all his hair back, and was surrounded by a golden glow. He said he wanted to get through to her, but her grief was so profound he couldn't. He wanted her to let go of grief because his spirit was eternal. When I told her of this miraculous event, she laughed and said, "He's come to everyone in the family except me and his father with the exact same message." It's twenty years later now and the world is crazier than ever, but it's still love that makes us strong.