22 years ago it was a peaceful morning. We had the plumbers over to replace our heating system. I had coffee brewing and THEN everything changed. AN aircraft had flown into one of the World Trade Center towers. "How could that happen?" At first, people thought it must have been a small personal aircraft THEN, the second tower got struck and both aircraft were identified as airline passenger planes. We all stood in disbelief and were fixated on the TV screen.
Our 2nd son called from college and said "What's going on?" I replied, "We're under attack!"
"What should I do?" "Pray, son, pray".
Then we were told the Pentagon was hit and another hijacked passenger plane had crashed in Pennslyvania. We learned later that a brave band of people in that aircraft devised an offense to take back control..."Let's Roll"
On this day our enemies took a bite out of the Big Apple. It was a wake-up call. Our people joined in unity. We were one. We were "We the People"
Pam & I went to our local 9/11 service. In attendance was an American Airlines pilot who had been slotted to fly that day but he was ill and couldn't fly. It was his crew that got hijacked Flight 11 from Boston crashed into the north tower.
NEVER FORGET - NEVER SURRENDER