Posted on 09/11/2005 5:37:05 AM PDT by Dog
This will be an open thread ...please use it to post your memories of that horrible day...Sept 11 2001.
We must never forget!
So the mark of the Jihadists will forever emblazon our landscape. Is it time to cry for America yet...???????????? This design seems to be a fitting memorial for the Muslims who died aboard Flt 93. The hijackers whose ashes are fused into the shale with those of their victims, of all the shapes, in all of geometry, they pick the symbol of Muslim power, THE CRESCENT!!!
This is like making a holocaust memorial in the shape of a swastika. Absolutely disgusting. I think is a slap in the face of every solider that is fighting terrorism now. And a shameful way to honor those that have died in this fight.
Recognize it for what it is....
A commemoration for those who bravely died in their fight to expand islam!
Fouad El Bayly, leader of the Islamic Center of Johnstown, said the crescent isn't a holy symbol, but one identified with the lunar Muslim calendar.
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September 11 Hero Tribute [video, Paul Michael Gordon, 2001, 2:41 minutes] Three weeks after the attack, Paul Michael Gordon--a twenty year old from Seattle - returned with his mother to her childhood neighborhood near the World Trade Center site. Moved by what he witnessed, Paul produced and directed this short video tribute to those he says are the "true heroes of our society." It has been nominated for a local Emmy Award.
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NEVER FORGET
'The Man Who Predicted 9/11 - RICK RESCORLA'
The History Channel TV Special
Sunday night, 9/11/05
5 pm & 9 pm Pacific Time
...just for the LOVE of it:
http://www.RickRescorla.com
http://www.strategyzoneonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=24361
NEVER FORGET
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our generation's Pearl Harbor.
We will NEVER forget
You're not alone- I suspect it helped nudge my nominally Democrat wife over to the right.
(My posting on another thread)
I was recently at ground zero. The only thing there was a little booth which was closed because it was Sunday. The booth was some "oral" history project where people were invited to come in and share their memories about events, not 9/11 in particular. One of the offerings you could listen to was about how an old couple had first met. Not much of a "memorial" at all.
And while my family was on the scaffolding overlooking the location of the towers, I was looking at the dust that still encased a nearby, unoccupied building. I wondered how much of the dust was the remains of the the people who were ether incinerated or crushed that day. Morbid, I know. But there were over 1,000 people, I believe, who had no remains to find!
Even though this was the first time I had been in New York since 9/11, the event lives with me every day. When I listen to all those crazy anti-war nuts, and a lot of just plain normal folks, I have to wonder how they can be missing ability to be empathetic. Didn't they ever wonder what they would do if they were on one of the hijacked planes, or if they would have waited to die in the fire or if they would have jumped out of the 105th floor? Don't the ever think about what they would have said to a loved one calling from a floor above the impact, a loved one they would never talk to again? Can the memories of Americans really be that short??
If we can't remember how the War on Terror started, how will we be able to win it? This will be a long war, but I fear that too many people just don't care anymore about anything beyond their daily existence, that we may lose!
http://attacked911.tripod.com/
A great tribute site. Have tissues handy.
View the list of the dead:
http://www.command-post.org/memindex.html
All dead in the name of ISLAM.
I know this is trivial compared to the broad scope of the 9-11 tragedy, but what creeped me out the worst came in the days that followed. There were no aircraft overhead. Not a one.
All my life I have heard aircraft, from commercial airliners to tiny Cessna two-seaters. Even while camping in the wilderness, on a ship at sea or in the middle of the desert at night, there was always the sound of an aircraft passing by. I knew I was never completely alone.
Then the skies went silent, and the silence was terrible.
Minor stuff, I know, but I remember it vividly.
Never Forget.
I will always remember my best friend, Gina, on this day. She was at work without a tv so called me after hearing about the first plane. I would have had the tv on but was busy making mom's birthday cake and thought she was making another of her endless jokes. I knew who had caused it and was explaining who OBL was when I saw the second plane crash. We were on the phone all that day so shocked at what was happening to our country. My dear friend died of a terminal illness a few months later. For some reason, every 9/11 anniversary I remember her.
The day they allowed aircraft back in the skies, a Cessna flew over very low, too low, and circled the soccer field where my child was practicing. It was all I could do not to scream out in fright.
A small group of us were gathered outside getting prepared to go to the field when my ears tuned in to someone mentioning a plane hitting the Twin Towers.....immediately the group gathered around a car radio to hear a news broadcast - another plane had hit the other tower.
I dont know how long we just stood around listening in stunned silence. But eventually, someone mentioned the feed store across the street had a TV. In short order a small group of us gathered in front of the only channel we could pick up - a Spanish language news broadcast - but the live video feed said it all.
My mind thought back just five weeks earlier when I was in NYC....
August 2, 2001, I visited NYC for the first time in my life. It was a short four day stayover with the highlight attending my first Yankee game at the Stadium. Clemens pitched the game - it was his birthday - and we won.
I had a couple of days to view some of the sights and so I walked from my hotel near Times Square, south on Broadway all the way to Battery Park so I could catch a ferry to Lady Liberty. The lower Manhattan atmosphere deluged my senses and the heat in early August approached Texas, but all-in-all it was inspiring to be a witness to this city.
The walk took me next to the Twin Towers. I paused a few minutes to catch my breath and to gaze skyward. They were impressive, to say the least. However, I didnt have time to stop & visit. I wanted to catch Lady Liberty, so I had to walk on.
It took hours to visit Lady Liberty. The day was almost gone by the time I was finished seeing the sights of Lower Manhattan and grabbing a bite to eat so I didnt have the time to walk over to the Twin Towers. It was early evening, so I took the subway back to Times Square.
August 7th I flew back to Texas, thinking that was the last time I would see NYC.......
......The rest of September 11th, I was in a half daze. I spent a few hours watching the TV and watching all that transpired that day. Eventually, I made my way to the field where I overlooked the Rio Grande, just above Falcon Lake. Normally, one could see an occasional aircraft overhead in the sky. However, that day there was an eerie silence and the sky was empty of aircraft. However, towards mid-afternoon, I heard the sound of a chopper. I stood and stared as I saw a lone military helicopter flying slowly down the Rio Grande........
I went back to the motel room and watched TV the rest of the evening and the next day.....
As I sat in my motel room watching the events unfold again & again, I cant tell you exactly when, but it didnt take me very long to realize that I was glad Dubya was my President. I shuddered to think what if Gore had won - the guy I had actually voted for?
From that point onward, I became a conservative.
One year later, I made it back to NYC to join in the 9/11 memorial services. I will never forget.
To my friends at Canter, Euro Brokers, and FDNY: Jimmy Geyer, Matt Gryzmalski, Wayne Soloman, Gary Koechler, Ed Mardovich, Bobby Parks, The Calaio brothers, Tim Coughlin, Joe Kelly, Art Barry, Paul Keating, Peter Ortali, Vinnie DeFazio, Eddie Disimone, Ed Brenna, Frank Brennan and all the rest, I think of you guys everyday. God bless you and may you rest in peace. I'll join you on the other side someday.
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