No Ordinary Day

September 11

The news media are choosing to ignore the second anniversary of the murderous attacks of September 11, 2001. Along with many other people in the blogosphere, I am doing my part to keep the memories alive, not to cause pain, but as a memorial to the victims. We must not forget, and it is our obligation to ensure that this can never happen again. We are in a war in which there can be only one victor, the United States of America. The Islamofascists who committed these horrific crimes will not cease their attacks until we are conquered or dead. Those choices are not acceptable.

Twelve	That night, my eyes and lungs still stinging, I walked up the Great White Way. It's a section of road to which all others like it are measured,
Eleven	The loony left has concocted a pile of steaming feces that it calls a conspiracy theory about the events of September 11, 2001.
Ten	"Did it hurt YOU?" I asked. "A little," Quinton replied. "But I remembered what you said about always getting up first, just to make the other guy BELIEVE that you weren't hurting, too. It worked, too, Dad, just like you said. I think Toby is afraid of me now."
Nine	September 11 has meaning. No, not what you think. The murderous bastards who attacked America on September 11, 2001 were commemorating another September 11, that of 1683.
Eight	Rick did not make it out. Neither did two of his security officers who were at his side. But only three other Morgan Stanley employees died when their building was obliterated. Over 2600 employees of Dean Whitter walked out of the south tower and in to the rest of their lives that morning.
Seven	Thank you to the men and women killed at the Pentagon, heroes all.
Six	Thank you to the men of the New York City Fire Department, heroes all.
Five	It was the World Trade Center fires, still burning, two months later. Montclair is twelve miles west of New York City. Every time the wind was in the east during the months following September 11th, you could smell the towers burning.
Four	As the second anniversary of September 11 approaches, my anger and my determination remain. We, America and all Americans, our life style and our way of life, were attacked that day. It was not the opening shot of a war; the war had been going on for more than a decade. It was, however, our wakeup call.
Three	I'll let Rossi tell her story. It all started with a phone call. I'd been walking up and down the West Side Highway, trying to volunteer, but no one would take me. Then finally, a young woman whose wedding I was supposed to cater, called to tell me it was canceled because her party space looked like a scene from MAS*H.
Two	Michele is compiling stories from September 11, 2001. She first did this last year, and is now expanding the project. VOICES can currently be found here. These are the stories of ordinary people on September 11, worldwide, and how the murders that occurred that day affected them.
One	September 11, 2001 dawned for me like many had that summer, sunny and warm. I was out of work for nearly a year, working a 4 hour per day temp job at the time. About 9 or so my boss came in and asked if I had a news station on my radio in the bookkeeping office. His daughter had called and said that a plane had hit a skyscraper in Manhattan.

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