Semper Fi Mom over at http://Lubbock Marine Parents has a post titled “Where Were You?”
I thought it was a terrific idea and would like to hear the stories… Where Were You?
I will start with my own… I was at my Uncle’s office doing some charity work. There were only a few of us in at the time.
My uncle called and told me to turn on the little tv in his office. He exclaimed, “Baby we are under attack!”
Now, Uncle Phillip has a way of exagerating things, so I was hesitant to stop what I was working on.
Yet, a nagging feeling pulled me into his office to turn on the news. What I was watching made the blood freeze in my veins.
I unplugged his tv and moved it in to where I was working… Yet, I don’t remember if I was able to finish the project I was working on that September morning.
My husband had the day off from work and was out at our little country home. As I called, I remember feeling a slight panic. Our little place is less than twenty miles from the STP nuclear power plant.
Was he safe out there? Was I safe here in Houston? Should I head out to him? Should he drive in to the city?
We decided to continue watching the news. We were still talking on the phone when the reports came in that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon.
About this time we decided that I should drive out to the country. If the world was going to Hell that day, we wanted to be together.
I remember the drive on those back country roads, crying as I marvelled at the beauty of the trees, the sky, the world. The radio had begun playing a long stretch of patriotic songs.
I remember hearing Ray Charles singing “America the Beautiful.” I was having a hard time seeing the road thru the tears that were streaming down my cheeks.
That is when I came to realize that I take a lot for granted. We are a blessed nation and I vowed to no longer take a back seat. If it is worth having, it is worth fighting for!
Although I am not exactly Army material, I can wield a mighty sharp sword on the internet front… Just try to talk bad about any of our Warriors! (and I am not a bad shot with my little 40 )
It was not until my son was enlisted in the Army, that a wonderful woman took me under her wing and offered me guidance. This woman is Nancy Burcham the sister of Major Steve Long. Nancy help me to understand that there are many idots out there who wish to undermine the efforts of our Warriors and their families. She explained that it was best not to get pulled into verbal
debates attacks with those who have nothing better to do than spew hatred. (Thanks Nancy!)
Nancy’s brother, Major Long died a hero while saving the lives of others at the Pentagon on September 11th, 2001. Memorial for Fallen Heroes
On September 11th, while I was in a state of shock, many Americans stepped up, many Americans were heroes.
Alas, too many of our friends and family were taken from us.
To Nancy Burcham and her family… to all of America,
I Will Never Forget!