Another.

I hated it when people kept calling it "September 11th" because I needed it to have a more dastardly name, something fitting what had happened, not just a date that up until that year had been simple and innocuous. It's also just days before my birthday and I'd grown up accustomed to hearing any date that week and having warm fuzzy thoughts about it, thinking, oh, that's almost my birthday. Having the date burdened with so much heavy meaning felt personal. I wanted them to call it by something else, but of course the name stuck.