posted on Sep, 11 2008 @ 09:23 PM
On September 11th, i was walking into my fifth grade class in northern new jersey by sayreville. my teacher was looking up at the tv screen as we all
walked into the room. we sat there for atleast 20 minutes in aw at was was unfolding. we were all little kids at that time yet we knew what would
change after that day. we all got sent home in case anything else happened. when i got home me and my family went outside and we could see the smoke
on the horizon.
My father was doing some work for IEBW across the river when the plane hit, before they evacuated the building he got a few shots of the towers.
he had no idea they would be falling moments after he exited the building. A few weeks later he was working as a steel cutter to help clean up the
initial debris, he told me how everyone changed for those few weeks. there were no assholes, nobody argued, they were picking up wallets left and
right and they kept their respect and handed every single piece of personal property over, it was like everyone came together. he saw the toughest
guys he knew with tears in there eyes for the first time.
I respect and honer all the people who came together on that day and months after to overcome that tragedy. To everyone who lost their life, and
everyone who gave theirs to save others, god bless you. This is your day, it will never be patriots day to me, this is a day we should take to give
respect and honer those who went above and beyond on that day.