Today

I can't imagine there aren't too many people over the age of 20 who don't remember where they were on September 11, 2001. And those of us who were older then felt a kind of terror we had never known. We had lived through wars. But they were wars that did not happen on US soil with the exception of Pearl Harbor and that was before my time. Dad and I have discussed this quite a bit since he was in the Korean War. Americans never had to deal with the aftermath of bombs being dropped on their homes or of soldiers from another country shooting at them on their way to work. We were, for the most part, unscathed on our land. Until September 11, 2001. That was a terrible day. Not just in the amount of lives lost, through no fault of their own, but in how we looked at other people in our own land. In how our security was ripped away from us in an instant.

I don't care what you say about George W. Bush. But there is one thing you should agree on - he did what was necessary to protect his people, the people he was elected to lead as Commander in Chief and the people he promised to protect. And he did his job. He stepped up to the plate.

I will never forget how I felt that day. And I can still hear the echoes of "Do You Remember?" playing on the radio and everywhere I went. To this day even just hearing it in my mind can make me cry. Oh yes. I remember. And I will never forget. I hope you don't, either.