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2002-09-13

We lived 1 1/2 hours south of Ensenada Mexico in Baja California. We were off the grid, so our only lifeline was a Radio and the Los Angeles station we were able to recept. I was enjoying the beautiful sunshine and Ocean breeze while watering the garden, when my husband came running over to me holding our tiny radio. Honey, listen to this ! I stopped and listened in silence and the news came across that two planes had crashed into the world trade center. Then the pentagon and yet another into a field in PA. I never felt so far away from anything in my life. I felt like I was on the moon. We were so Isolated and alone and we needed to go home. For the next several days we tried many times to get ahold of relatives in the U.S. The phone lines could not get through. We drove to Ensenada to call, several days in a row. We finally packed everything we could fit into our Van and headed for the border of Mexico and Calif. We waited in Line for 20 hours at the border to get across. We drove to my Mothers House in Oxnard, California and have stayed in the area ever since. We are Americans and it is very clear where we belong. We had to start all over and it has been a difficult time, but nothing like those who had to face 9-11-01 head on. God Bless the United States and all of those who suffered and endured. We will never forget...