JHZR2
Staff member
Keep the politics for the other board...
I just watched the 'as it happened' production on fox news. That day is clear as a bell to me, and not cliche at all, it hurts me as much today is it did that day.
Not even two weeks before, my family and I went up onto the observation deck, and did the whole tourist bit. Despite growing up not 5 miles away, I had never been up there, and my parents were only at windows on the world 20 years before. We had always gone to the empire state building. On 9/11, my mother was just picking up the film developed that day, and was putting the pictures into a frame - as we really did the tourist bit and bought the family picture they took. Thank goodness we did that, when we were waiting in line to go up, I was in a way against it; wanting to go see whatthe street vendors were selling rather than taking in the view of the city that I grew up next to all my life. When we got to the top, I was really glad that we went, and that ten or so days later, I was REALLY glad that we had gone. I guess in as simple and silly a story as this part is, it shows that one should never put off or avoid doing things with their families; though nobody in my family was lost, I know many that were. And, a figment of our lives, two towers that we saw every day on the skyline, the father of the neighborhood kids that took us to school each morning in 1st grade, the friends who worked there and the friends that protected the population there, all gone, families changed, a country changed, perhaps a world changed.
So, Im proud to say that I shed more than a few tears in watching those clips. Im proud to say that I shed tears and said prayers for the few that I knew and the many that I did not. And I fear for and pray for our warfighters abroad, still invlved in the mess started that day.
Go Navy, Go USA!
To all those on here and everywhere, my love and prayers for you all.
V/r,
JMH
I just watched the 'as it happened' production on fox news. That day is clear as a bell to me, and not cliche at all, it hurts me as much today is it did that day.
Not even two weeks before, my family and I went up onto the observation deck, and did the whole tourist bit. Despite growing up not 5 miles away, I had never been up there, and my parents were only at windows on the world 20 years before. We had always gone to the empire state building. On 9/11, my mother was just picking up the film developed that day, and was putting the pictures into a frame - as we really did the tourist bit and bought the family picture they took. Thank goodness we did that, when we were waiting in line to go up, I was in a way against it; wanting to go see whatthe street vendors were selling rather than taking in the view of the city that I grew up next to all my life. When we got to the top, I was really glad that we went, and that ten or so days later, I was REALLY glad that we had gone. I guess in as simple and silly a story as this part is, it shows that one should never put off or avoid doing things with their families; though nobody in my family was lost, I know many that were. And, a figment of our lives, two towers that we saw every day on the skyline, the father of the neighborhood kids that took us to school each morning in 1st grade, the friends who worked there and the friends that protected the population there, all gone, families changed, a country changed, perhaps a world changed.
So, Im proud to say that I shed more than a few tears in watching those clips. Im proud to say that I shed tears and said prayers for the few that I knew and the many that I did not. And I fear for and pray for our warfighters abroad, still invlved in the mess started that day.
Go Navy, Go USA!
To all those on here and everywhere, my love and prayers for you all.
V/r,
JMH
