The mission of the Twin Towers Orphan Fund is to help mitigate the damage caused by the terrorist acts of September 11 by ensuring the children of the victims have as normal a life as possible. To do so, the TTOF provides higher education assistance and helps meet mental healthcare needs for children who lost a parent in the World Trade Center, at the Pentagon, or onboard the four downed airliners.
Via individual Sec. 529 Higher Educational Saving Accounts funded in the names of the child beneficiaries, as well as general program funds, the TTOF helps to provide:
- tuition assistance, books, required fees, supplies and other educational expenses to enrolled students at accredited two- and four-year colleges and universities and recognized trade schools.
- supplemental long-term mental heathcare assistance by providing reimbursements for individual and group counseling and other means available and approved by the TTOF.
- funding for other charitable organizations that offer direct services benefiting mental healthcare, scholastic tutoring for college bound children and other activities deemed beneficial for the long-term well being of enrolled children.
TTOF began its long-term mission by ensuring 100 percent of all donations were used for the benefit of the children. During its first seven months, the TTOF administrative overhead was borne from the pockets of its dedicated co-founders and by monies donated specifically for administration. Beginning in the 2nd quarter of 2002, TTOF implemented a 90 percent model where 10 percent of donations are used for ongoing program expansion, administrative overhead and fundraising efforts. Still well below the 25 - 35 percent that most other national charities require to cover these same costs. TTOF has continued this effort to ensure the children receive as much assistance as possible.
Kevin Leah Bowser
Remembering My Dad
By: Pharr Ayn Bowser
You were the one who taught me
How to ride my bike.
The one who'd play with me in the snow.
The one who would pick out the raisins
for me, from the trail mix.
And go down to the kitchen late at night
To get me a cup of apple juice.
You would pick me up when I was tired,
And I'd listen to your velvet voice
Lying on your shoulder.
Now you're starting to fade from my memory.
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