Flight 93…
Much has changed since 9/11. But for those of us who lived through the nightmare and watched those horrific images on our televisions, crying and praying with all of our collective might, it is part of us for the rest of our days. Every flag draped litter carried up that earthen ramp tore at our very humanity as we struggled to understand. Our seat of military operations in flames, the first soldiers in the fight against terror plummeting to earth, struggling to regain control of their high-jacked airliner, inbound to deal further death and destruction in the name of a twisted and violent ideology. All was chaos and compelled us to draw close to one another in our grief and anger. The “united” in United States meant something more to me then, than at any time I can remember.
17 years have passed now and it seems an entire generation has been lost to September 11th, 2001. Now we may debate the reasons, but in many ways the children of 9/11 have been seduced by politics, ideology, the news media and the nefarious intentions of those we’ve entrusted with their education. Thus, they don’t know or even understand the greatness of their own country or the loss of nearly 3000 of their fellow American’s. Yes, we have failed to keep history close. Therefore we are likely to repeat it…
