I'll admit that it was early when I dropped off little Austin at his grandparents house & Jim dragged me in front of the tv. And I'll also admit that at 22 years old I didn't know much about the World Trade Center Towers. But I remember spending all day watching it in horror. I worked at a news paper so we had the ability to literally watch it all day. I don't remember if I called my parents. I know that Roo was on lockdown on a base herself. And I don't remember if I talked to Twin that day. I'm assuming we had lunch. Back than we always did. And something this tragic would have definitely brought us together. And yet I. Don't. Remember. And that bothers me....
So much has happened in the past 10 years.
But on 9/11/11 I sat down my 12 year old Austin and he watched the 102 minute commercial free special on Hist Channel - it's pieced together documentary on that day. And for the first time it clicked for him. Near the end he wanted to get up, but I made him sit there until he saw both of them collapse. I wanted him to see it.
We honor and salute those that defend our country.
We thank all of the men and women that died that day, that came to the aide that day, that were there for us & still are there for us every day.