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2002-07-31

Preparing for work on the morning of September 11, 2001, I received a call from my husband asking if I had the news on. I did not have the TV on at the time but did so when he told me that the World Trade Center in NYC was on fire as a result of a plane crashing into it. I was in disbelief even as I turned the news on to witness this horrific event with my own eyes.

By the time I arrived at the sitters to drop my children off, the second building had been hit, the Pentagon had been hit and the 1st tower had collapsed.

I arrived at work a short time later and my co-workers and I were numb with fear and uncertainty. We new these events were no coincidence. All planes were grounded, but there was a flight missing. We soon found out that it went down in Pennsylvania. How could someone do something so horrible and were we in danger, far away as we were in the west?

What unspeakable tragedy I watched as I lunched with my husband. We wondered then, and wonder still what intense hatred lived in the hearts on men and why. The subsequent events, recovery and personal accounts only solidified our own faith in God and the belief that our country is blessed.