Josephine P. Witter stood at ground zero with tears in her eyes, flowers, and that beautiful red, white and blue fabric in her hands. She would always remember everything that happened on that fateful day two years prior, she will never forget.

Pacey walked back up the stairs to their Boston apartment. "Jo, everything's in the car, I'm ready to go," "Okay Pace, just give me a minute." Pacey had been called out on a quick business trip out to Los Angeles for two days.

His flight would be leaving in about an hour and a half. "Okay, I'm ready now, let's go." she said.

They drove to Logan Airport, parked the car and walked to Pacey's gate.They sat for a while and waited for his flight to board.

"American Airlines Flight 11, now boarding." They heard the attendant say.

Pacey got up and grabbed his carry-on. "Well, Joey, I'll see you in a few days."

"Remember, my flight comes in at 9:00 on Friday." He said. "I'll miss you Jo." He kissed her and gave her a hug goodbye.

" Goodbye Pacey."