9/11 We will never forget...In honor of everyone who lost a loved one, relative, friend, or co-worke

We will never forget that day. Today is a day to honor all of those that lost their lives on that tragic day. God Bless everyone affected by this day.
God Bless the United States of America.
Post your thoughts, prayers, or remembrance.
We will never forget...
God Bless the United States of America.
Post your thoughts, prayers, or remembrance.
We will never forget...
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I still can't understand people who purposely want to harm others.
God Bless the USA!!!
I was saddened by the horrible loss of life, and still am today and always will be...but the extreme bravery from the courageous heros aboard Flight 93 was a bright spot on a dreary day, I think in a similar tone to the bravery shown at Pearl Harbor. Of course a difference is these were innocent civilians fighting back rather than trained soldiers...and gallantry such as that even from a group of civilians, gives me hope and pride that America can and will bounce back strong from any problems we are having today.
As far as the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, seeing that event live, I didn't realize while it was going on, but I was like in a state of shock...and I think most Americans were. The shock turned to tears and then to anger...and the lives lost at the Pentagon was tragic as well...and one thing for sure...we were all New Yorkers that day.
God Bless the United States!
no one should have their ultimate fate be determined by the selfish act of another.
as much as we want to have control over our own lives, we must also introspect deeply about just what or who is the higher authority.
this is a terrible scar on humanity that will never go away, and humanity had plenty to go around already, but so many of those scars have been rendered invisible.
Life is very fragile and precious. Hug you loved ones today and every day.
Nothing will ever make what happened any better for those who lost loved ones, but hopefully by remembering we honor their memory and help ease their pain. To the firefighters, police, EMT's, and especially the passengers of Flight 93 who saved countless lives through their brave actions my eternal thanks. My brother is an NYPD officer and I am thankful he wasn't working that fateful day. He did get called in that evening and worked long, long hours down at ground zero during the aftermath which I'm sure was very difficult and to this day we've never talked about what he saw and experienced.
My prayer is that this tragedy is never repeated and no one else needs to go through the pain of that fateful day again. Here's to everyone on this day.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans."
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God Bless all of the victims who perished on 9/11. You will never be forgotten!
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What I remember most about 9/11 was how unified we were as a country. A sense of togetherness. There were no Democrats or Republicans. We were truly the UNITED States of America. Eleven years later, it feels like we've never been more divided. I hope we get back to that sense of unity without the need for tragedy
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As a tribute, here's a link to a CU forum thread that was posted as the tragedy was unfolding.
9/11/2001
I was living in Brooklyn (Cobble Hill), just across the river. I could see the Twin Towers from my bedroom. That morning, I went to vote at the local public school (it was a mayoral primary) and while I was waiting in line to vote, two people behind me were talking about a plane that hit the WTC. My grandfather once told me how a plane hit the Empire State Building -- a little two-seater -- so, for some reason, that's what I imagined.
When I left the school, a second plane had hit. People were huddled around a car, listening to the news. The wind was blowing East and the man on the radio said, "a cloud of black smoke was stretching over to Brooklyn." I looked up, and there it was. They talked about how flames were flying out of the sides of the Towers. As for me, well, I'm a New Yorker. I've got a deadline and clients who are going to be expecting work. So what do I do? Head for the subway to get to work. My apartment was on the way to the subway, and I don't know why, but I ran upstairs to see the Towers on fire.
I waited and waited and waited for an 'F' train, but after sometime an announcement came over the speakers -- THERE IS NO SUBWAY SERVICE TO MANHATTAN ... REPEAT ... THERE IS NO SUBWAY SERVICE TO MANHATTAN. I emerge from the subway and a crowd was on the corner. One man said, 'did you hear?' Hear what, I asked? One of the Towers fell. Honestly, I wasn't sure what to make of it and wasn't really sure I believed him. (Side note: after the Rodney King verdict and the LA riots, NYC was awash in rumors how Times Square was taken over, etc. The truth, not even a window was broken during that time).
I walked back to my apartment and called my NEW fiance -- just days before (9.5.01), while walking home over the Brooklyn Bridge, I asked her to marry me. I am dialing her number and turning on the TV at the same time. She is screaming at me, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? and I'm looking at just one tower on TV and asking WHAT IS GOING ON? We repeat those questions 3-4-5 times. Apparently, she's been trying to reach me all morning, wondering if I'm trapped underground. She works in midtown and everyone in her office is watching the TV in the conference room. While on the phone with her, Tower 2 falls. There are screams from her co-workers I will never forget.
Days later, I found some burnt papers on my stoop (still have them) that had floated down from the sky. I once heard that papers where found as far out as Marine Park (if anyone knows Brooklyn).
Like many people who lived here, I lost people I knew. Canton Fitzgerald was one of my clients and would go to there offices on the 105th floor every few weeks. I still have my WTC ID-card.
-- Gregg