|As of 9/11/12|
As an aside, I remember this day vividly from eleven years ago...I was a senior in college and was at my then fiance's (now husband) apartment when we found out about the first tower being hit and had the TV on when the second tower was hit. Our school was near DFW Airport, and I remember driving back to school and watching just dozens of planes landing one after another as I drove. Our school was also a Catholic university, so after I got home, I went straight to the chapel to pray before going to my parent's house to be with them and my siblings...not realizing that daily mass was supposed to start shortly after I got there. I wasn't the only one drawn to the church...it was filled to capacity and overflowing, and every priest that was on campus that day was up on the altar to say the mass and support our community. Lines formed throughout the edges of the chapel and out the doors of students organizing to go donate blood and figure out what else they could do to help. That day is burned into my memory and I have thought of it a lot today. God bless those who were killed, all those who have fought to defend our country and freedom, our leaders in government (both Republican and Democrat), and may we never forget that day and what it means to us now, no matter how many years pass.
Until next time,