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Saturday, September 11, 2010

Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning?

We will never forget the tragedy, the loss, the pain that 9/11 brought to so many. Today we remember and honor those who lost their lives; those brave people who gave their lives And the Heroes that responded to the emergency.

“Now, we have inscribed a new memory alongside those others. It’s a memory of tragedy and shock, of loss and mourning. But not only of loss and mourning. It’s also a memory of bravery and self-sacrifice, and the love that lays down its life for a friend–even a friend whose name it never knew. “
- President George W. Bush, December 11, 2001



Blogger mail4rosey said...

I've been struggling w/emotion all day on this topic. It' a rough day for so many of us. If only a wish for world peace were worth the air it would take to make it.

September 11, 2010 at 8:18 PM  
Blogger Auriette said...

Shakespeare wrote the following for a battle on October 25, celebrated then as St. Crispin's Day. It seems fitting, though, as a 9/11 remembrance as well.

This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

September 11, 2010 at 10:15 PM  
Anonymous DARLA KIDDER said...

9/11 is my birthday.

September 12, 2010 at 12:34 PM  

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