We were midway in a 3-month motor home trip with 2 other couples, entering into New York from Canada.
On that beautiful morning five years ago on September 11, the trees and shrubs were beginning to take on color.
The cell phone ringing broke the spell, and the voice of my daughter-in-law from our Hot Springs home town quivering with emotion said,
“Are you all okay?”
Yes, I answered and then the cell phone went quiet.
We rolled into the nearest information center. As we went in, we sensed something very serious was going on…the attendant was frantically channeling the TV.
At that very moment, a plane was blasting into the 2nd World Trade Building and black smoke and fire poured from it and the first building.
Stopped in our tracks we raced back to the RV’s and switched on the TV’s to see the horrendous acts as they happened.
I was able to use the center’s phone to call back home and assure them that we were okay.
We debated whether we should return home then, but what good would that do?
We continued on in our trip, back up to New Brunswick and Nova Scotia, and many other interesting areas.
New York City was on our schedule to visit...but of course that was not to be.
Unfortunately the remainder of the trip was colored sad, because of the many lives that were lost on that day in New York City, Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania.
We bought small flags to fly proudly on our RV’s.
I appreciate my country and it’s leaders.
I appreciate all those brave officers, firemen and many others who risked and gave their lives trying to save those dear souls of 911.
I pray for those who lost their loved ones on that day.
All our lives have been affected forever and for eternity…
I remember 911 and can never forget what the memory of that day means to me.
Lizabette