Remembering September 11th

[Whatever]

There's a problem with that... a lot of people who served in World War II don't WANT to talk about it.

My grandpa was in WWII and loves to talk about it. My grandma is the one who tries to get him to stop! I would find it interesting except he always tells me about the cities in Germany he blew up. He was in nearly every country, so why does he have to tell me about Germany? I've been to what was left of many of the cities that he blew up and it is so sad. I guess I know it had to be done, at least Hitler had to be stopped, but why does my grandpa keep telling me about it?

 

[King Jim]

My grandpa was in WWII and loves to talk about it. My grandma is the one who tries to get him to stop! I would find it interesting except he always tells me about the cities in Germany he blew up. He was in nearly every country, so why does he have to tell me about Germany? I've been to what was left of many of the cities that he blew up and it is so sad. I guess I know it had to be done, at least Hitler had to be stopped, but why does my grandpa keep telling me about it?

My Grandpa, Cody O'Brien Sullivan (January 11,1889-July 13,1989), Saw Hitler and fought aginst him. He was in WWI and WWII. He was a very nice man. He lived to 100.

 

[Whatever]

impressionable young people .

Talking about me behind my back again, eh?

 

[abiraniriba]

Let's pull this thread back on topic

As I mentioned in the feedback forum I was there. Although I didn't lose anybody in the attacks, the memories are still very fresh in my mind. While I thank all of you who have relatives who fought in WWII, (my own Grandfather was a SeaBee in the navy (for those of you who don't know that means that he built many of the temporary and permanent structures that were used in the war he had a degree in Civil Engineering)) I think that we should focus this thread on the people who died and on those who, like myself, lived to tell the tale.

The Demise of The Twins

One Hundred & Ten stories high
With a concourse of store after store
Five smaller buildings surrounded the core
I walked through the lobby that day
Little knowing it would soon be o’er
‘Cross from number 2, over to Fitch
Last tuna sandwich goes in the fridge
“A plane just hit ONE WORLD TRADE!”
“A What just hit Where???”
Radios are turned on, news is played
A wall behind me shakes
“The second one’s been hit! EVACUATE!!
Down the stairs and into the fray
Parts litter the street
A hand is at my feet
I call my wife to let her know I’m okay
Then move on so others can do the same
Down the streets to William
On line to call Mom
A rumble sounds “RUN!”
“What’s Happening???”
“THE TOWER’S FALLING!”
Like Lot I don’t look back
I just run from this senseless attack!
‘Round the corner to 100 John
Into a lounge where the T.V. is on
“OH MY GOD!!” Someone from the screen calls
As the SECOND TOWER falls!!
I borrow cell phones
Repeatedly calling home
At 12:00 some brave soul ventures out
And returns with food for the frightened crowd
One banana becomes my new lunch
Upon my wife’s tuna the rats will munch
At 2:00 an eerie calm sets in.
And I put my homecoming call in
Dust covers the streets like snow
As towards the Brooklyn Bridge I go
Stop to call my wife
Early prayer meeting at church! A sign of life!
I join the sorrowful mourning parade
As I make my way home this day
At the Brooklyn side water awaits
There is some good amidst this cruel hate
Miracle! The Brooklyn trains are running
A chance to rest from all my running
Drop my bag off at my house
Don’t know how I got out!!
Down to the church to pray
Thank God I made it through the day!!


The Day After

What once stood proud and tall
Now doesn’t stand at all
We thought it was built to last
Now it’s just a mass of twisted steel and glass
A hole in the skyline
A hole in my heart to match
As my breath I try to catch
Rescuers start to clean up
As my life I try to pick up
The mayor says we will rebuild
And rebuild we must
Something must rise from this dust
An attack on U.S.A.
An attack on N.Y.C.
But life will not cease
Terrorists can kill our bodies and leave them to rot
But our souls they cannot
A war we will fight
Soon Osama Bin Laden will run for his life
Destroy our buildings they can
But destroy our souls they can’t
WE WILL RECLAIM THIS LAND!!

I wrote this poem on September 12th 2001 after I returned home, I still wait for the last stanza of it to come true

 

[Krazedmuppet]

I was in 10th grade, I was waking up for school, when I heard on TV (my parents usualy have the news on loud to wake us up) That one of the towers was hit. So I got out of bed, half dressed and watched in horror and confusion. None of us has ever seen anything like this so close to home. We were late getting to school, and every one else I guess got there early. So I filled them in of what happend since 7:30 (school starts at 8, and I was there at about 8:10) I dont remember if the 2nd one was hit by that time, it might have been. It was scary, the whole class didnt know what to say. Mr. Buettel (my teacher) was just, dumbstruck. Needless to say no one wanted to teach or learn that day, but we still had class. Then they fell, and the pentagon was hit (my uncle didnt work there then, but does now ) so, it was one crazy, dream like day. And at the end, so much sadness, so much hurt. I love our Military, My Fiancee is one of the Air Force, and Im darn proud of him, but sometimes Im scared of loosing him . I pray for all the familys who lost someone that day, or lost someone because of that day, They will not die in vein.

 

[Krazedmuppet]

The most meaningful time I have ever heard this song, it was sung by my little sisters kindergarden class last year. I was lucky and got it on tape. It makes me cry each time I hear it. Its so cute too cuz when they come to the refrain, it gets louder and louder. This song means alot to me. Most of my family is in the millitary, Including my fiancee. So heres to all the service men, now and past. Thank you for everything you have done and do, we would not have America with out you.


God Bless The USA


If tomorrow all the things were gone

I'd worked for all my life,

And I had to start again

with just my children and my wife,

I'd thank my lucky stars


to be living here today,

'Cause the flag still stands for freedom


and they can't take that away.


I'm proud to be an American

where at least I know I'm free,
And I won't forget the men who died

who gave that right to me,

And I gladly stand up next to you

and defend her still today,

'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land

God Bless the U.S.A.


From the lakes of Minnesota

to the hills of Tennessee,

Across the plains of Texas

from sea to shining sea.

From Detroit down to Houston

and New York to L.A.,

There's pride in every American heart

and it's time we stand and say:

I'm proud to be an American

where at least I know I'm free,

And I won't forget the men who died

who gave that right to me,

And I gladly stand up next to you


and defend her still today,

'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land


God Bless the U.S.A.