For me it’s as if it were yesterday. Frankly, I’m not sure that my wife and I have ever truly recovered if you will. We watched in stunned horror as the face of our nation changed forever. We rushed to be with one-another as the uncertainty which I’m sure has gripped other generations of Americans confronted by the evil enemies of freedom set in. Yet on this day in 2015, and as they dedicate the visitor center at the site of the crash of Flight 93 in Shanksville PA, I wonder how much of that time we’ve cast off to the winds of history. In fact when I ask younger folks today if they know of the heroism of the passengers on Flight 93, they seem perplexed, some not even knowing the significance of that fateful flight number.

In the end my fellow Americans, we will live (and die) in deference to the history right in front of our faces. And no amount of revisionism for the sake of comfort or self-validation will ever change that. It’s not all perfect here in the U.S., but ignorance to our true foundational tenets, and the intent of those who began this great experiment in the 17^th Century, will only exasperate our ills and hasten our demise…