Greetings to all at the Canteen!
To all our military men and women, past and present,
Greetings to all at the Canteen!
To all our military men and women, past and present,
I hadn't been asleep long when Hubby woke me up, saying something about war. In my sleep fog, I thought there'd been a large cat fight and the house was torn up. I stormed into the family room, roaring at the cats, and was shocked to see them all just lying around.
Then Hubby said, "No, the cats are fine. I said I think we're at war," and pointed to the TV. There were the Trade Towers with smoke billowing. He'd been at the garage working on a car when he heard about the attacks on the radio. He came to the house, turned on the TV, then woke me up when he saw the horror on the screen.
Then the Pentagon was hit, then the plane came down in PA. That's when we got in gear, gassing up the vehicles and heading out for more groceries and other supplies. We didn't know what was going to happen next.
I didn't sleep for two days. Just sat in front of the TV, watching and wondering when the next shoe would drop.