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2002-04-03

My memories of September 11 begin early in the day. I had
to be early to school because I had an inauguration to go.
The new president of Hardin-Simmons was being sworn into
office. The whole celebration started at 9:00 a.m. I
remember all of the faculty wearing their robes. This was
a big day for Hardin-Simmons. Dr. Scherr wrote a composition
for the event and it was being played for the first time.
It's really a wierd feeling when I think about this because
the piece that Dr. Scherr composed was a majestic piece
with trumpet calls and fanfares, and it was kind of
trying to play it because, a couple of minutes ago we
had heard the news. I remember rushing home after the
inauguration and turning on the television so I could see
what was going on. As I was just trying to comprehend what
was going on I started to feel very upset and angry. Those
were my initial reactions to the incident. I was so mad.
I wanted somebody to pay for this, and when the terrorist
were linked to Bin Laden, my first thought was war. "Just
who do these bastards think they are?" We didn't do
anything to them or their country. By this time it was time
for me to go work. The people at work didn't feel much
different than me about the whole thing. Actually, alot of
my co-workers dealt with thier emotions by resorting to
racism and prejudice remarks. It was such a strange day.
It's all graved into memory. The morning, afternoon, and
evening. I will never forget it. As the days passed on I
started to get infromed about what was going on and why.
I have to say this process helped me deal with the situation.
As I became more educated about the subject, I started to
understand. I still feel that the people responsible should
definately pay for what they did. There is no reason why
they should get away with what they did. I'm sure that they
will ultimately pay in the end since they still have to
answer to a higher authority, but like I said, my feelings
about the incident are very strong right now, and I feel that
our country is not being taken seriously on some other parts
of the world. Who would be the first ones to call whenever
someone in the world was in trouble? The United States of
course, and chances are the U.S. would help out. As I dwell
on the subject I only get more frustrated with the whole
situation. I will finish this letter while I am still
ahead of myself, because I don't want to say something
offensive.