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I was at work and one of my co-workers turned to me and said that the person on the other end of the phone told her that a plane had hit the WTC tower. I was in completed disbelief thinking that maybe it was a cruel joke or a movie clip or something and before I knew it another co-worker came up the hall to my office and told me that a plane had hit the 2nd WTC tower. At that moment myself and almost all the office got up and went to the break room to the nearest TV set to see for ourselves what was happening. We all stood there together, some in disbelief others crying, some taking the persons hand next to them and some seemed ready to attack Bin Laden themselves on a personal level as I am sure most of our country was feeling and still does today. What seemed like only moments later after seeing the WTC headline on CNN came a headline announcing that the Pentagon had been attacked also, and the plane that went down in PA(All those brave souls on that flight that saved the White House and many more lives by giving their own lives so unselfishly). I could not even imagine what it would be like to get a call from a loved one telling me that there plane had been highjacked and that I would never see them again, completely uncomprehensible to me. Thats when real fear struck me, "What is going on?" How could this be happening to the United States? I was thinking we are not at war with anyone that I was aware of. Well, we are now and for how long we are not sure, until the Taliban are obliterated? When? Something I had hope my children (daughter/19--Son/12) would never have to experience in there lifetimes. Now I pray more than ever for our souls and our country. And the tears flow even today a year later at all the grief and pain and suffering that all the victims and their families have endured. Pain that has reached to every corner of this GREAT land of ours.

I was quite upset at the thought of my brother working so close to the Pentagon. I immediatly grabbed the phone from my desk to try and contact my brother in D.C.......I tried on into the evening that day B4 I was able to get ahold of him. He was OK, but I feel now only due to the fact that my niece was giving him a hard time getting ready for school that morning and that set my brother behind schedule by 30 minutes, just enough time to miss being at the Pentagon when the plane crashed into it.

Everytime I closed my eyes I kept seeing the clips from the news reels scroll through my mind. Those images will be with me forever, burned into a section of my mind forever, and I nor anyone else I know will be able to forget that day. But our memories are our own personal memorials to all those that perished on SEPTEMBER 11, 2001.

GOD BLESS THERE SOULS, THERE FAMILIES, AND FOR ALL OF US THAT REMAIN HERE TO CARRY OUT JUSTICE ON THERE BEHALF.