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2004-09-12

I was on my way home to Kansas from my Dad's house in Oklahoma. It was a long drive, so I turned on the radio to find some music. I remember going thru the chanels trying to find music as none was playing. When I finally tuned my ears in I heard a news reporter talking about a child that had been trampled in the street by all of the people running for their lives. I literally reached for the radio screaming, "No!" I then found myself shaking uncontrollably and trying to get my pickup out of the ditch. I raced back to Dad's trying to find answers to how we were all going to survive thru this attack and how far it would go.

Completely. I myself cannot have children. The months to follow I could not bring myself away from the TV. I was in shock and cried forever. I wouldn't go to work. All I could think of was those families who had lost so much. I prayed for the first time in ages, but to no avail, I could not find comfort, only sorrow. My view on life is one of hatred for the ones who aare responsible for this attrocity. Every time I see a person of Middle Eastern decent in this country with those rediculous rags on their heads, fear sweeps thru me and it takes time to recover. I fear that I will forever be scarred from this.

That there is no one on this earth, no matter how powerful in money, or military that is safe from someone that wants to hurt them. We all lose, we are all vulnerable to hate.

Yes, I did fly the flag. I have become very patriotic in a sense, but in all reality, I know in my heart that the flag is not bulletproof.