Thoughts on 9/11/06
So here we are. Five years after that day. It was tragic, and I remember it well. I remember being scared for my little sister who lived in Manhattan at that time. I remember being confused, sickened, and at the same time riveted watching the events unfold. I remember watching as it donned on me (and the world) what had really just happened,
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I think about what the supposed "victims" did when they knew they were going to die. One group foiled a terrorist's plan that coincidentially saved the very government that is trying to wipe out our personal freedons.(Flight 93)Some called from their cell phones to relay the most important message---that they loved. Even those who jumped out of a burning, falling building knew that life and love without risks is neither living nor loving. I don't ask my government to make me safer. I ask my government to ocassionally clue me in on the obvious risks in life. I'll take it from there.
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