Today marks the 11th anniversary of 9/11, and I ask you to join me in remembering the innocent lives lost and the inspiring efforts of heroes from all walks of life who acted selflessly to help others.

Nearly 3,000 people died that day and thousands were injured. Most of us remember vividly where we were and what we were doing that fateful day. It was a time of great cooperation, solidarity, resolve and renewed patriotism.

CAPT Larry Getsfred, CAPT Jack Punches (USN Ret), AW1 Joe Pycior…

All died in the Pentagon on 9/11.

As we reflect and remember, also take a moment to pay tribute to our fallen comrades who after 9/11, fought to make sure that history did not repeat itself. More than 5,100 Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen and Marines have paid the ultimate price defending our nation in Iraq, Afghanistan and in pursuit of terror networks around the world. Many thousands more have come home wounded, maimed by IEDs or scarred with the mental trauma of combat.

September 11th was designated as Patriot Day, and it reminds us that one thing we all share is that we are Americans. We are patriots and citizens first, with shared values of “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,” as our Declaration of Independence states.

In times of challenge we rise up, and these are challenging times. The world is still a dangerous place and there is tremendous uncertainty ahead.  Our commitment to one another, our families and the nation can never waiver…

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9/11… — 6 Comments

  1. Today is a good example. Our embassy is overrun, the American Flag pulled down and a black flag raised and the Marines didn’t fire one fucking shot. Doesn’t say much for our safety anymore does it? But you can rest assured we will hear an apology from or less-than-great leader.

  2. “…But he reached for her hand and she reached for his hand and they leaped out the window holding hands.
    I try to whisper prayers for the sudden dead and the harrowed families of the dead and the screaming souls of the murderers but I keep coming back to his hand and her hand nestled in each other with such extraordinary ordinary succinct ancient naked stunning perfect simple ferocious love.
    Their hands reaching and joining are the most powerful prayer I can imagine, the most eloquent, the most graceful. It is everything that we are capable of against horror and loss and death. It is what makes me believe that we are not craven fools and charlatans to believe in God, to believe that human beings have greatness and holiness within them like seeds that open only under great fires, to believe that some unimaginable essence of who we are persists past the dissolution of what we were, to believe against such evil hourly evidence that love is why we are here…”
    Brian Doyle

    and another:
    The building was on fire and there was no way down the stairs. She was calling to say goodbye. There was really only one thing for her to say, those three words that all the terrible art, the worst pop songs and movies, the most seductive lies, can somehow never cheapen. I love you.
    She said it over and again before the line went dead. And that is what they were all saying down their phones, from the hijacked planes and the burning towers. There is only love, and then oblivion. Love was all they had to set against the hatred of their murderers.”
    more here: http://marysbeagooddogblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/anniversary-of-911-new-photos-politics.html

    Blessings to you on 9/11 from a daughter of a vet.