Where were you when the world stop turning, that September day? The first line of a song by Alan Jackson, it really sums it up. If you were alive, you remember. It was a day that defined a generation. Each year as this date rolls around we see less and less about it. It is our responsibility as Americans that we NEVER FORGET. Where were you…..remember? 15 Septembers later we know have another generation that wasn’t alive to see it, to feel and experience it. We must keep the memories of those who lost their lives, those who stepped up and did what had to be done, both first responders and civilians, and those who survived. Future generations must know, we must teach them what evil looks and feels like. And pray we never see that horror again.
We lost 2996 of our fellow Americans that day. A staggering number, innocent people who did nothing more than get up and go about their lives on a sunny Tuesday morning. 265 on planes, 2606 in the World Trade Center which included 343 firefighters, 71 police officers and 37 port authority police and another 125 at the Pentagon. And that number is for that day. It doesn’t include those who have lost their lives due to injury or illness from the recovery work. For many, the wounds are still open.
Where were you when the world stop turning that September day? You must never forget. We must pass this along to future generations, not something they read about in a book. They must be told about the feelings we all had, fear, dismay, patriotism. Attacked here at home! I have two daughters, one in college and one in high school. The oldest wasn’t old enough at the time to understand what was happening, the other wasn’t even born. I make it a point to tell them each year how that felt, just as an American. I do this so they NEVER FORGET.
May God bless the families who lost loved ones that day, the survivors who still deal with the emotional and physical scars and our country. And may it never happen again.
NEVER FORGET……………….
Until next time,
Captain K
