September 11.
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I still feel that September 11th should be a national day of mourning with all schools, federal and state places closed. I don't want to call it a national 'holiday' because it sure ain't that. Rest In Peace all who perished that day. WE WILL NEVER FORGET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...remembering the lost, the horror has never left my mind....
A day that started with a shock slid into darkness, despair, and disbelief. We tend to look for bright spots when in the throes of something so terrible, and all that we had was that the Pentagon wasn't directly hit and the apparent (confirmed later) heroic actions on Flight 93.
I'd make it a national day of recognition, but I think it is already, just by default.
I'd make it a national day of recognition, but I think it is already, just by default.
For all the men and women with boots on the ground since 9/11, we thank you for walking point and standing guard. We will not forget.
More than that, it's an international day of recognition. NYC was the focal point, but that day was an attack on traditional Western values. Things like democracy, liberty, the freedom of choice. Those values are still under attack. It's on all of us to not let them win, whoever they are and in whatever form they come.
The best and only reaction to the terrorists, and those within who would use that threat and the natural fear it creates to force societal change, is to stick two fingers up and say "We refuse to be other than who we are, in the name and memory of those we've lost."
Never forgotten.
My heart goes out to those who were hurt this day, and to those who are still hurting everyday because of this tragedy. 
"There's nothing to say, I only can pray"... I am by no means trying to spam Cranberries stuff everywhere (I'm sorry if it looks like that), but it just so happens that they wrote a very powerful song about this day and the aftermath of it. It's called New New York. If you would like to hear it:
"There's nothing to say, I only can pray"... I am by no means trying to spam Cranberries stuff everywhere (I'm sorry if it looks like that), but it just so happens that they wrote a very powerful song about this day and the aftermath of it. It's called New New York. If you would like to hear it:
May we never forget not only the horrors of that day. The men and women who sacrificed that day for saving others. Plus, not to forget the brave men who took down the plane that was heading for the third tragedy. I will never forget that man who called his wife and then stated let's roll.
I was teaching a class of junior high kids.
Where was I? Working in West Chester, Pa. Mars. MEI. Break time, heading towards the cafeteria. Someone stopped me and say did you hear? A tourist plane crashed into the World Trade Center. Wha? Let me go see. Everyone was standing and looking at the tvs in there. I saw a replay and noticed a helicopter. That was not a tour plane. Then to horror, the second one went in live on TV. No one could say anything. We were just watching as the people above the smoke were waving for help. O my god.
Everybody began singing 'God Bless America' I could not get the vision of those people up above waving. God everyone I am looking at is going to die.
Then the field in Pennsylvania. Then the Pentagon. Could not find my niece. Finally found her the next day in lockdown in Georgetown U. She could see and smell the smoke.
They sent us home, and I was looking at the sky the whole time. Then nothing, no planes. I don't know what was scarier. Till I got home and many many big military planes flying low overhead on the way to Dover AFB.
Everybody began singing 'God Bless America' I could not get the vision of those people up above waving. God everyone I am looking at is going to die.
Then the field in Pennsylvania. Then the Pentagon. Could not find my niece. Finally found her the next day in lockdown in Georgetown U. She could see and smell the smoke.
They sent us home, and I was looking at the sky the whole time. Then nothing, no planes. I don't know what was scarier. Till I got home and many many big military planes flying low overhead on the way to Dover AFB.
By the way, I'm not American, but do remember this day very well... I was 14-years-old and still in school. I came home, and there was a breaking news broadcast on tv. We still thought it was an accident, an extremely shocking accident, but still an accident. Then the second plane came... "Shocked" doesn't nearly describe our feelings, "hit with muteness" (literal translation of the Dutch expression "met stomheid geslagen") comes much closer. We just couldn't believe what was happening.
Seeing that footage of the tower strikes still makes me angry.
I know. I can't bring myself to watch.
