September 11, 2001 started out much like today. It was a cool, bright, sunny day, with a hint of fall beginning to touch the air. My day started out with a really great, good-news phone call from my mom. My parents were still living in Michigan then, and preparing for their big move to Cincinnati in about two more weeks. It was also the first day of preschool for Shannon, and that was very exciting, of course.
I’ll never forgot how people of all walks of life came together, even the Washington politicians. Would that happen today in the midst of what is shaking out to be an ugly presidential campaign? Do you think our Congress members would stand on the steps of the Capitol and sing together today?
I’ll never forget the relief I felt when I got word that my friend Doug, who worked in Tower Two, escaped out of the building before it collapsed. Going on nothing but a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, he literally ran for his life from Ground Zero when Tower One was hit. He got to the subway and caught one of the last trains out, taking him back home safely to New Jersey. For two weeks, I feared that he died in the collapse of Tower Two like many of his co-workers. To this day I believe that his gut instinct, and/or divine intervention saved him.
Fly your flag today.
God Bless America.