Those of us, who are old enough, remember exactly what we were doing, when we heard a plane had hit the first tower. We were glued to the T.V., for the rest of the day. It is still a very vivid memory. I’m sure we smokers had a few extra cigarettes on that awful day. I lived in NJ, at the time. New Yorkers were leaving the city, in droves, crossing into NJ, to escape the carnage. Many of the people who worked in the towers were from NJ. A nurse I worked with lost her brother. He was a civilian, who worked in one of the towers. I had friends, who lived in NYC, who could see the towers falling. How traumatic that must have been. I tried to volunteer to help, but was told I wouldn’t be needed. Needless to say, it was a day none of us will ever forget. It led to my son-in-law, Tony,  deciding to enlist in the Army.  He would be killed in action on March 4, 2010., in Afghanistan, another day I’ll never forget. Let us all pause for a few moments, today, to reflect on what happened 20 years ago, and pray that we never experience a similar tragedy. Also,  please pray for the souls lost on that day, and their families. And let us never forget those brave young men and women, who sacrificed their lives, in a far away desert, so that the rest of us could continue to enjoy our freedom, here at home. Thanks for listening.

 

Kat

 

Edited September 11, 20214 yr by Katgirl

 

11 minutes ago, Rozuki said:

That photo hangs in my living room, and has, since several months after the attacks.