story3182.xml
Title
story3182.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I am an Administrative Assistant for Stoddard County 911 Services, in Dexter, Missouri. I was excited about the day because it was National 911 Day. We were going to celebrate the day and honor the dispatchers through out the county with gift certificates to a local restaurant and present each Department with a vegetable tray.
When I arrived at work everyone was gathered in the kitchen area around the TV in disbelief. I quickly acquired that feeling of disbelief. I immediately wanted to gather all my chickens into my nest at home, but of course life goes on and I was unable to do that. Instead I prayed to my God and the God that founded this great country that he would hold those victims and families in his arms and love and comfort them as only he could do.
I called my husband, Dale, he was at home, he is a Sgt. for the Missouri State Highway Patrol, I called my son, Justin, who was attending Union University at Jackson, TN, and I chatted on MSN with my other son, Kenneth, who was attending High School, and I called my best friend, Thea, who's son is at West Point. I gathered them all close to my heart.
Then with a feeling that I needed to do something, went and purchased bottle water and emergency neccessities for the office,just in case something happened here.
I delivered our 911 gifts to the different departments
in the county, not with celebration, but with appreciation of their duties.
Today, we are not celebrating 911 Day here but recognizing the Heroes of our Country, the ones that gave their lives and the emergency personnel that gave everything they had to rescue those that were victims. We have not a clue what New York went through, but our prayers were with them and still are.
I think it is sad that we turned to God when we have tragedy, but we soon forget who gets us through it and put him aside like he doesn't matter. And he is there waiting with out stretched arms for us return to them. He loved us so much that he sacrificed his son for the human race, and the human race is so fast to forget who brought this Nation this far. God forgive us!
When I arrived at work everyone was gathered in the kitchen area around the TV in disbelief. I quickly acquired that feeling of disbelief. I immediately wanted to gather all my chickens into my nest at home, but of course life goes on and I was unable to do that. Instead I prayed to my God and the God that founded this great country that he would hold those victims and families in his arms and love and comfort them as only he could do.
I called my husband, Dale, he was at home, he is a Sgt. for the Missouri State Highway Patrol, I called my son, Justin, who was attending Union University at Jackson, TN, and I chatted on MSN with my other son, Kenneth, who was attending High School, and I called my best friend, Thea, who's son is at West Point. I gathered them all close to my heart.
Then with a feeling that I needed to do something, went and purchased bottle water and emergency neccessities for the office,just in case something happened here.
I delivered our 911 gifts to the different departments
in the county, not with celebration, but with appreciation of their duties.
Today, we are not celebrating 911 Day here but recognizing the Heroes of our Country, the ones that gave their lives and the emergency personnel that gave everything they had to rescue those that were victims. We have not a clue what New York went through, but our prayers were with them and still are.
I think it is sad that we turned to God when we have tragedy, but we soon forget who gets us through it and put him aside like he doesn't matter. And he is there waiting with out stretched arms for us return to them. He loved us so much that he sacrificed his son for the human race, and the human race is so fast to forget who brought this Nation this far. God forgive us!
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Citation
“story3182.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 9, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/11468.