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2004-08-06

I was at home in Morro Bay, CA getting ready for work at a warehouse, I was watching the news and saw the first plane hit I thought at first that it was some kind of old story that they were showing then I saw the scroll bar at the bottom of the screen and heard them say that the plane had just hit, I just could not believe what I was seeing I emmediately yelled at my wife to come out of the bedroom to see the news when the second plane hit, all I can remember was the flood of emotions, Fear, Rage, Sorrow, I can't explain better then that, I did not want to go to work that day, but I did, we really did not get much work done that day, we all had radios on all day, our supervisors threatened to take the radios away, my coworkers and myself agreed that if they took the radios away we were going to walk out that day. All I remember from the rest of that day was just feeling sick about what happened, and then hearing the very sad stories of people looking for their loved ones.

I have always been aware of my surroundings, I was just brought up that way, but I think that I pay a little more attention to what is going on around me, and I am trying to destress my life, and enjoy the short time we have in our physical bodies, and I appreciate my Family and my true friends more now.

I think that we should remember that our life in these bodies is very fragile, and we should slow down and enjoy what we have. And that even though THEY took down a building, THEY made us stronger as a nation, because it brought us together wether we were there giving someone a hug that really needed one or if we were at the very least there in our heart, which I was. And it doesn't matter how Shredded a flag is it still gives me goose bumps when I see this image of the shredded flag. http://janm.org/images/exhibit_september11.gif

Yes I started flying a flag, it may be a small plastic one, but it is very large in character, I also made a promise to myself that I will keep a flag displayed in the rear window of my truck at the very least until the last military person is home.