:mourn:Fly your flags proudly today (and every other day) as we remember thoses who lost their lives on this sad day seven years ago. You will never be forgotten.
Yes let us hope and do our best that another 9/11 will never happen again on this planet. Regards Kruska
Saw a couple of nights ago a document of the people trapped inside the elevators in the Towers, some of which managed to escape somehow. Truly a miracle for those.
I've said this before, I'm sure, but living an hour west of NYC at the time (I was in HS) put me close enough to be able to see the smoke from the towers from the hills where I went to school. My neighbor at the time should by all rights be dead. She was a Pilot who flew the NYC - San Fran route and it was her flight that crashed. Only, she had switched flights with another Pilot so that she would be coming into NYC from San Fran that day because it was her sons birthday. Her son, young as he was, knew enough to go pale when he heard the news but was glad to find out his mother was fine. One of the teachers at my school lost her husband though, and I can clearly remember that day. It started off in the computer lab before classes started, and a friend telling me that the Twin Towers were on fire. I thought he was joking. Morning Meeting was cancelled and the whole school convened. We were told that a plane had crashed into one of the towers and we were all sent home (99% of the students had parents who worked in NYC). I was home in time to see both towers collapse on TV.
I was in an American Airlines plane flying to Chicago when it happened. We landed at O'Hare at about 9am local time. They kept us on the tarmac for hours and would not let us use cell phones until about 11:30am. When they let us have contact with the outside world, word quickly went through the place that the USA had been attacked. It was a chilling moment and one that still gives me chills when I remember it (and as I type this). I was fortunate to get a rental car and spent the next 20 hours driving home to Orlando. I saw parts of the country that I had never seen (Indiana's beautiful farm country, Kentucky's mountains and a lot of over development along Georgia's highways) but the thing that will always stay with me was a solitary flag pole in the middle of an immense corn field in Indiana. The flag flew at half mast but it flew strongly. When I think of the USA, the image of that flag always comes to mind.
I missed this post, but on this day I was on the road and listened to the ceremonies at Ground Zero. Very moving.
It's a day I will also never forget. I had two friends (Hubby and Wife) who worked in tower Nr.1. Thankfully they both got out minutes before the building collapsed.
