I know this sounds crazy but I have nice memories of 9/11 because it was one of the last times my family was really together as a family. It was before my brother died and before my parents got into drugs. My parents saw the news on TV and kept us home from school and we just stayed close watching the TV all day and going outside to see the weirdly quiet sky and listen to the silence from the freeway. We lived in LA back then and to hear so much quiet was really weird.