Saturday, September 11, 2010

I guess it's my fate to have 09/11 as my blog day...

The horrifying images...

The shocking realization that so many lives were lost to an insane act of terrorism...

The repercussions that rocked the entire world...
All left us weeping and sick at heart as we waited...and watched.

Watched the news...hoping for survivors...praying for those lost souls and those who lost loved ones.

I was at work before we opened to the public when the office manager called us into the break room and announced the attacks.  The TV was on.  You could have heard a pin drop. Then we had to go out into the interviewing area and help people who sat numb, tears flowing down their cheeks as they discussed the horrors they had heard on the radio as they drove to our office. 

This horror, in the wake of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building bombing in Oklahoma City, left all of us feeling the renewed agony of watching so many lives lost to bigotry, hatred, and intolerance We wept...again.

Outpourings of support and sympathy came from all corners of the globe.  The millions of international tributes, and cries of outrage at the attacks were heard around the world.

I think that one of the most amazing tributes seen over the following months came from a team of eight graceful, beautiful equines...and it made the feelings of Americans all the more poignant.


  1. Thanks for posting this, Fran. Those pictures make me feel so sick. What a horrific day.

  2. Fran,
    Thank you for posting the Clydesdales, I had not scene that before.
    That morning feels like it was yesterday. That wound is still unhealed.
    XXOO Kat

  3. The video shows it all without words, very moving. Thanks for the thoughtful post, Fran. No matter how much time has gone by, my heart still aches that this event happened at all, and that it affected so many courageous people and their families.


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