Memories of this Day….

I had moved here just a few months earlier.

I had just started a new job, and amazingly a co-worker and I had been talking about plane crashes, of how a B-25 Mitchell crashed here during WWII as this area was a training center for B-25 pilots and crew. I mentioned how a B-25 had crashed into the Empire State Building as well during the war.

As I lay in bed, my head foggy as I worked nights, I heard news on the radio of a plane crashing into the World Trade Center. I thought it but a dream, a seed planted by the night before.

But I realized that it was real. A nightmare, not a dream.

I got out of bed and went to the television and much to my horror I watched as our World changed.

It was the end of the World as we know it…..

I cried uncontrollably at the sight of the horror.

Then as the second plane slammed in, watching live on the news feed. I became sick, sobbing, feeling helpless. I called my to check on my son to make sure he was safe. There was nothing I could do to protect anyone.

We  must never forget that day.

We must never forgot the people.

We must never forget the feeling of unity we all felt that day, a feeling of being American, all the hyphenations were dropped and we were just Americans.

We must not lose focus of who struck the blow against us. We must attack and destroy the root cause of this with the resolve our forefathers had during World War II.

God Bless and Protect America.

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