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September 11th will always be a sad remembrance of what happened, the lives lost and the sorrow that families felt and still feel. My Dad was able to witness it first-hand, as he went after the attacks to help. He is a physical scientist and was sent there to fit the workers with their respiratory safety masks. What he saw was unforgettable and undeniably horrible.
Everyone knows about the attack on the Twin Towers, but what many people don’t know is that a fourth jet hit just miles from where my best friend and I attended college (Johnstown, PA- just minutes from the attack at Shanksville, PA).
September 11th will be a reminder for me to hold tight to my family because we were so very close to being hit that day. I am blessed to be here today, raising my four wonderful children with a husband that I love more today than the day that we were married, 9 years ago with a family that is supportive and loving.
I can remember the stream of calls that my roommates and I had that day, September 11th, everyone checking on us. My roommate was crying, because her family lived in that town, as well, and she was worried about each and every one of them. The hallway filled with frantic college students, crying and packing their bags.
Tonight I told my kids the story about when I was in college and first heard the news. I was sitting in my creative writing class at Pitt and all of a sudden, some one came in, crying and the teacher was asked to leave the room. She came back in, distraught, and told all of us that we were dismissed and could go home. School was cancelled. On the way down the hall, leaving our classroom, we passed a television that was showing the news. We watched as the second airplane crashes into the World Trade Center north tower between the 93rd and 99th floors.
Tonight I had my kids pick out red,white and blue outfits for tomorrow. I told them how we are proud to be Americans. We sang a few songs about America and I read them one of my history books from when I taught second grade.
After they went to sleep, my husband and I talked about September 11th.
To those that are serving our country, I want to say Thank You! You are braver than I am. Your spouses are stronger than I am and your children are watching you and learning from you about what it means to be an American. I am remembering those lives lost on September 11th and praying for the families that are missing them as much today as they did on that very first day. You are in my thoughts, my prayers, and my heart.
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