Today is 9/11. Nine years ago this morning, planes hit the twin towers in New York City, another plane hit the Pentagon in Washington, D.C., and a fourth plane, a Boeing 767, went down in Pennsylvania. The current position on this crash is that it was hijacked by yet another terrorist(s) and that the passengers hijacked it from them and crashed it, choosing to die saving others' lives instead of as victims of a successful terror attack. Many also believe that the intended destination was the Capitol building in D.C.
The Capitol building was the building that my family was in that day, on our first (and pretty much last) family vacation. I was seven years old. The building was evacuated with mass hysteria, and the sky was filled with smoke from the Pentagon.
Today two of my brothers and I performed at a fife and drum event. I saw no half-staff flags all day. In fact, from the behavior of others, it looked like any other day. And I was shocked, appalled and offended by the forgetfulness I saw today.
The Capitol building was the building that my family was in that day, on our first (and pretty much last) family vacation. I was seven years old. The building was evacuated with mass hysteria, and the sky was filled with smoke from the Pentagon.
Today two of my brothers and I performed at a fife and drum event. I saw no half-staff flags all day. In fact, from the behavior of others, it looked like any other day. And I was shocked, appalled and offended by the forgetfulness I saw today.
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