Reactions & Well Wishes In Response To 9-11 And Mike’s Special Report –
Dispatch From Ground Zero
GOD BLESS AMERICA…..MY SECOND HOME.
I grew up in New York, I had my best childhood, Christmases I won’t ever forget, USA is in my heart. I’m from Ecuador, South America, but my heart will always be with USA, my home sweet home. I lost my greencard 15 years ago, but I still have it in my heart. I love America, and all the people. God bless all the hearts that are suffering right now, and those who lost there families in the September 11, tragedy. My heart is with you.
Love, Veronica T. – Ecuador, South America
YES, it was a day as good ol’ FDR once said, “that will live in infamy”, but those brave daring and rare souls, that were there, and assisted the injured, recovered the dead, and mostly supported the walking wounded, are the ones, that will truly live in infamy. New York City, the Country, albeit, the World, has changed. My prayer, is that the unconditional love expressed by the firefighters, police, civialians, who were present on that day, will be a Shining Example for the World and that that unconditional love they demonstrated, will spread throughout the Universe……
Bless You All
“Terror from the Sky, September 11, 2001”
By Don Robertson
Well, it has finally happened. We watched it all unfold on TV or listened on the radio. I knew the area where it happened in New York. My father worked in a building not far from the site of the twin towers.
My first thought, when the shock started to wear off, was of a six-year-old child. My Mom and dad had brought me on the train to New York City from Connecticut to go to Radio City Music Hall to see a movie. I always looked up when I got to New York City. The tall buildings amazed me.
But this day they really made my young eyes bug out of my head. It was a gray morning, the fog trying to burn off. Looming into the fog, the Empire State building stood…but there was something sticking out of the building; the tail of an airplane!
Even at that young age I knew it was a B-25 Mitchell, medium bomber. The plane had crashed into the building the previous night in a heavy fog. It was an awe-inspiring sight.
But the events of yesterday deserved all the shock and awe they evoked around the world. The sight of those planes crashing into the buildings brought back visions of the Kamikazes in the Pacific during W.W.II in news films. It recalled the memory of my father and mother crying on receiving a telegram; my Uncle, Mal had been killed at Okinawa shortly before the end of the war on a destroyer…by a Kamikaze.
Perhaps these suicide pilots died for something they believed in. At least the pilot that killed my uncle was engaged in a “real war.” These others, yesterday, thought themselves to be, but did not die alone, forcing 226 innocent people to take part in their sacrifice. Yet all of the pilots, and their accomplices, coldly, and very calculatedly, carried out their missions…for their motherlands…and in the name of Shintoism, and Allah -assured they would gain entry into Paradise for their sacrifice.
My mind shrieks in frustration at such a ludicrous concept! I don’t know how many men died or were injured on my uncle’s ship. But the body count in NewYork City will be in the tens of thousands and the final count will take a very long time to tally. It may never be fully known.
That the mission against NYC and the Pentagon was a success is blatantly obvious. The United States has finally had a taste of war and destruction on it’s own soil after such a long run of relative peace. That ‘victory’ will be short-lived. But it has opened an ominous door to the terrorists, and that door will bear watching very closely. Terrorism is a deadly cancer feeding from the world’s people. It must be cut out of our existence, even radiated to extinction.
The terrorists must be made to understand that what took place in New York is not a victory at all, but a death sentence, no matter how long it takes. One can only hope that after the operation humankind will have learned that what these Islami extremists are pawning off on the world as religion, is only a vehicle to carry out their acts of terrorism. There are a great many people who worship in the Islamic way and follow the Koran’s teachings. These that killed thousands of innocent people are not true believers.
All of us should pray for those innocent people whose lives were wasted needlessly and for those who were left behind to grieve. My love to you all, and all of them.
Ground Zero in my Own Words
I was in lower Manhattan today, and I wanted to share this with you. It was a difficult but cleansing experience. I had a sobering Sunday. I have wanted to go into the city, but never had the right time for it. Today was the right time. I parked downtown quite a way from Ground Zero. I just wanted to walk a lot. I brought my camera with, but as I was getting out of the car, I knew that I could not take it with me.
As I started walking the wind was blowing towards me. It carried the smell from the site.. and I knew right away what it was. The strength of the smell at that distance floored me. While I could smell the burning all the way to my house in NJ during the early weeks… I never smelled the other. The smell of death here permeated the air. It was strange… but it was a smell that was familiar. At that point, I could not understand why that was so.
I followed the streets heading to the area, and passed police checkpoints, national guardsmen, Red cross workers and other workers. I could not pass the police and fire without thanking them for all they do. It was very emotional. I found myself crying as I came to the first memorial wall and the first view of the wreckage. Then I followed the streets to Broadway and headed south towards the other side of the site. I passed more memorials on the way, until finally I came to the view that is unfathomable. I am not sure if it was the twisted steel remains sticking up or the realization that had the towers fell on their sides rather than straight down, how much more destruction could have resulted. If you see the way the buildings surround it, you cannot believe it.
Even at the early hour in the morning, there were lots of people there. Many were taking photos, and to be honest, I felt it was sacrilegious. It is as if the public went to a murder scene and took pictures. A block after this street was the little church that survived the collapse, a mere block and a half away from the Towers. It is a beacon of hope amidst the despair and is being used as a relief station for the workers. I walked some more around, to see things from all sides that I could, and then I headed back to my car.
On the way back, I came to the point where I once again experienced the smell, and then it dawned on me, that I know how I remember the smell. I have taken patients who did not make it, to the morgue. The smell that was in the air, was the smell of death that is in the morgue. But I knew then, that this was not the last time I would smell this… and on the same magnitude.
I had to go because I felt I had a connection that I needed to cement. I think a lot of it has to do with having been set up and ready at the hospital to accept victims and having none come all day. Also too, having heard one of the planes near my house as it had made its way to its horrific destination, and subsequently witnessing the collapse of the first building from across the river. I think it hit me more than I realized. So many I know at work suffered losses of loved ones too. As I inhaled the smell of death, it was as if I connected with the Souls there. I know it must sound odd… but this experience today, has helped me, although it has also touched me in ways that I know have changed me forever.
I know this may have been a difficult thing to read, but I wanted to share it with you, and maybe bring it a bit personally to you. I know how removed we can feel, as watching on TV can sort of insulate one to the realities of Life. (it was much the same after the Northridge quake) I know myself, whenever I watch the scenes of the Towers, it is like a movie… we are so used to special effects. But it is real… and it is horrifying and I pray that we will not have to experience any more. But I fear that will not be the case.
God Bless you all of my friends
Mary Helen, New Jersey
The image that comes to my mind, when I think of a hero is, when all of us are running away from danger, the hero is charging towards it, with no thought of what lies ahead for them. They would say they’re “Just doing their job.” God bless all of the heroes, the ones who are gone, and the ones who charge towards the danger, and come back to do it again and again. To Mike and all his fellow heroes, thank you for being so brave!
Our love and our prayers go out to you!
KC and family
My nightly walks near the Raritan Bay (in New Jersey) always leave me breathless. Not so much because of the fast pace I keep, but mostly because I’m new to the area and the well-lit view is panoramically challenging. Between the number of planes in the sky (from Newark, Kennedy, La Guardia, and a number of smaller local airports), the vast stretch of water, the Outerbridge Crossing, the Verizanno Bridge, and a collage of New York and New Jersey skylines-Im in a constant state of awe of what both God and man can accomplish.
Yet, part of what had enticed me to linger a bit longer on my walks is no longer in sight. I marveled at the fact that only one block from my home I could see so clearly the World Trade Centers two tallest buildings (as well as the Empire State Building). Even though I can no longer see those magnificent skyscrapers, my view has not changed-just my perspective.
Tragedy triggers many thoughts and emotions, yet (to me) nothing is more paralyzing than the sadness and fears that usually-if not always- follow. Over the last several weeks many memories from my past have resurfaced: The weekly air raid drills in school, scenes from my alcoholic household– like when my father got his thumb cut off by a fan, the Vietnam War draft lottery, the assassinations of the Kennedy’s -which I saw live on television, all the negative hype concerning the year 1984 and how the world was going to end, the death of friends and family members (including my mother’s passing two years ago.)and (as the same would apply to so many others) this is the short list.
However, when tragedy occurred (as I eventually found out through repeated experience) it was not the time to linger too long on the list of pains, woes, and fears; it was the time to find strength, courage, and hope. To find a way to blend back into my life a sense of security and peace that would allow for the will to go on. It all came down to survival, then quality of life could follow. The quickest and the most productive results came from working and bonding with others.
As difficult as it seems, my approach today must continue to be the same. Rebuilding-at any level-is difficult, but love for oneself and for all of humanity is paramount to the process. I have also learned that somewhere down the road forgiveness must follow, so that any healing and rebuilding can be complete. Terrorism is evil personified and devoid of love. It wants us dead, and if it can’t have that, it wants us paralyzed in fear and kept at each others throats-so it may possess our souls. Love and forgiveness are all we really have to combat (and eventually embrace) such manifestations. My view has not changed, just my perspective.
God bless the whole world!
James, New Jersey
The Fireman’s Last Call
He heard the first alarms
And he responded to the call
Just like any other day
He was prepared to give his all
In disbelief he saw the fire
Raining from the sky
He prayed, dear Lord, how will we fight
A fire up so high?
He rushed into the building
There were lives he hoped to save
He knew he had a job to do
The bravest of the brave
He climbed the darkened stairway
Rising further from the ground
Saying, “This way… come down this way…”
He helped guide them safely down
While most people hurried downward
He continued his accent….
….And he accended into Heaven…
Knowing not why he was sent
He stood beside The Father
As the towers tumbled down
“Lord, you have to send me back there
I am needed on the ground”
God said, “you have earned your place here
You have done your duty proud
You have just one final task
Before you lay your helmet down”
Now the firefighter understood
And answered this last call
And he stood beside his brothers
And he gave the job his all
The policemen walked beside him
They now understood their fate
And those in service from the Pentagon
Stood guarding Heaven’s Gate
As the victims rose to Heaven
Through the skies of heat and smoke
“He said, “This way… come up this way…”
He helped guide them safely Home.
By Kal, a Minnesota Firefighter
My brothers and sisters …. my heart grieves … my tears will not stop falling …
I understand why Heaven needed angels with helmets, and angels with badges … you went where duty called. But I so wish you were still down here among us. The American spirit that lived in your hearts was transferred from your bodies and all the other victims into ours, you have made us so much stronger. You live on, within us. We promise to keep that spirit alive for you, it’s all that we can do. Your job is done, you have answered your last alarm.
I will see you when I get there, and I’ll want to shake your hand. I never will forget the sacrifice you made.
By Kalvere. Copywrited.
Kal The Rebel
I was just able to get home last night from Chicago. I have been away now for 7 days after having left on the 8th for a three day trip to Tokyo. On the way home, about halfway between Japan and the Canadian coast, we received a terse message over our cockpit printer that said the U.S. was under a “floating terrorist threat” and that our company wanted us to divert to Anchorage. The note also instructed us to lock our cockpit door and let no one in, even the flight attendants. At this time, without any further info, we had to assume that a threat existed against our very aircraft! We requested our clearance to Anchorage by data link so as not to transmit where someone might be able to intercept our request. It was about that time that we heard Air Traffic Control issuing diversion instructions to other aircraft and realized that something terrible must have happened but that the threat was not necessarily against our plane.
We ultimately had to land in Fairbanks as Anchorage was filling up with aircraft and did not have the facilities to handle us. Since we had over 200 people plus crew, it took over 6 hours to get everybody through the customs and security checks at Fairbanks, before we could go to the hotel. Fairbanks only has two customs personnel and they were very busy.
We spent the next couple of days glued to the TV in total shock. To see those pictures of one of our own aircraft crashing into the World Trade Center was one of the saddest moments of my life. Almost every one of the crew knew someone on those planes. I did not. However, they were still my coworkers and brother pilots and there was not a dry eye among us.
Now, it is time for us to understand that our lives will change as we take the steps necessary to combat and destroy the forces that perpetrated this act. We do this knowing full well that sacrifices will be required of us. But, we simply must put this terrorist, radical threat to an end or it will continue to grow even more sophisticated and capable with unthinkable consequences for all of us. I know we are ready and able to meet the challenge. I know because of the spirit and determination I saw in the eyes of the over one hundred ramp workers and mechanics who met our aircraft as we arrived in Chicago. They were cheering us and welcoming us home in a show of solidarity that I have never experienced before, especially not at United Airlines. Our company was deeply wounded but, I have seen a transformation over night in the attitudes of everyone towards their jobs and towards each other.
I want to tell you how wonderful it made me feel to see the band playing the Star Spangled Banner at Buckingham Palace. With the support of friends like you, Our ordeal will be immeasurably easier.
I hope you are all well and that we will be together again soon. Take care and keep in touch.
JM, September 17, 2001
NOTE: We wish to express our gratitude to this brave Pilot for letting us in on his personal experiences, trying to return ‘home.’ Also, we wish to thank Bobby, a dear friend who went out on a limb to secure permission to post this here on Mystical Universe. Bobby?? No nicer gentleman, anywhere. Thank You!!
Mike this is Cinder…My husband and I want to send you our love and prayers on a great job you are doing ..we pray God gives you and all the men the strength that is needed to get the job done.
My husband has a good friend with the NYC fire department Joe Walsh and his son Joe, JR. If you ever run into them, tell them Cindy and Sonny love them…. and We love you Mike.
Mike … God be with you…the weather room has you in their hearts, minds and prayers
My son is also a firefighter/paramedic and I understand the dangers and unbelievable courage that these people go through and show everyday to their communities and country. I see the pictures of these people and my eyes fill with tears of great pride. These men and women are the absolute greatest. My thoughts, prayers, and blessing go out to the cities of New York, Washington D.C. and the State of Pennsylvania. May God Bless and keep all of you.
I’M SO PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN.
As word came from another “old” regular in weather chat that the WTC had been attacked, your name immediately came to mind. Another fireman friend from Connecticut gave me the link to see if your name was on any of the casualty lists. Thank God it did not appear.
As the day wore on, more friends came to mind. Ones who worked at the WTC, other firemen, staff at the Pentagon, flight crews who worked for American and United. Last week was hard, but not as hard as it had to be for you and the others who lived thru the terrible ordeal. Your hobby of riding roller coasters reminded me of last week, up one minute and down the next. Even today the ride continues as word came that a friend of mine lost one of his sons at the WTC.
You, Jack and Nancy know how often I am on an airplane, and yes, it is time to take to the airways again. The only way I can get on the air plane is to remind myself of how brave you have been this past week. Take care, get well soon, and know I am glad to know you are alive.
I am disabled and mostly homebound, but my infliction’s are nothing compared to what has happened in NYC. I pray each night for someone to have survived and maybe be in an air pocket under the rubble and that they will be found. I pray for all the hard work being done for those who have to go in and try to find survivors of this attack of cowards that hate what we stand for and try to wipe us off the face of this earth.
My prayers are with all of the brave men and women that are trying so hard to find survivors and all the families that are hoping and praying. Let them know that they are not alone and that AMERICANS are beside them on this.
STAND UP AND BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN
Out of this tragedy in America has come a group of people who risked their lives for the sake of others. These people have decided that courage is greater than fear and love is far greater than evil.
The heroics displayed by people from all walks of life in the wake of this senseless tragedy, is nothing less than spectacular. What I saw moved me to tears and has inspired to write about the greatness of America and her people.
To the many men and women who gave of themselves so that others might live- I say “thanks” You are heroes to me and prove beyond all doubt that what really matters is how we treat others.
There is a proverb that says when one life is saved, the whole world is saved. God bless you!
I’m a 42 yr. old Mom to a beautiful 12 yr. old daughter named Bailey and wife to my wonderful husband Randy. We all sat and watched in unbelieving horror 1 week ago today as the events of the World Trade Center disaster unfolded before our eyes on television.
It was the worst thing any of us has ever seen. But, we are in awe of the courageous efforts of the Police and Firefighters and countless numbers of volunteers who have shown their bravery and honor by performing endless hours of rescue efforts this past week.
Our prayers and thoughts are with you all…………..and much hope lies in our hearts that your valiant efforts will not go without reward. If not for you, America would not have been able to hold together. You give us hope – for the many not yet found, for the families still grieving, and for the realization that when such horrible atrocities occur we can come together as a united and proud people.
Thank you – with all my heart
God Bless us every one
Carol F. I.
My Grandson is a Firefighter in Rockledge, Florida…His heart and mine are with you every shovel full. God Bless You and the men with you.
THEY CAN BE LIKE PAINFUL, FIERY DARTS,
THAT PIERCE US TO THE MARROW.
THEY CAN FILL US WITH HURT AND ANGER.
THEY CAN FILL US WITH PAIN AND SORROW.
THEY CAN DRIVE OUR CHILDREN FROM OUR HOMES.
THEY CAN CAUSE HUSBANDS AND WIVES TO PART.
THEY CAN CAUSE NATIONAL TURMOIL.
THEY CAN CAUSE WARS TO START.
THEY CAN COMFORT US WHEN WERE FEELING BAD.
THEY CAN HEAL A BREAKING HEART.
THEY CAN BRING JOY TO THOSE THAT ARE LONELY.
THEY CAN UNITE US, THOUGH WERE MILES APART.
THE WAY THEY ARE USED AND THE EFFECTS THEY HAVE,
DEPENDS SOLELY ON YOU AND ME.
THEY CAN MAKE OUR SPIRITS SOAR.
THEY CAN FILL OUR HEARTS WITH GLEE.
THE THINGS I AM SPEAKING OF,
ARE THE WORDS WE USE EACH DAY.
SO LET THE WORDS WE USE BE FILLED WITH LOVE,
TO HELP US ALONG OUR WAY.
WORDS ARE THE WINGS THAT WE ATTACH
TO OUR THOUGHT, OUR FEELINGS, OUR EMOTIONS.
THEY HAVE MORE POWER THAN PLANES AND BOMBS.
THEY TOO CAN SPAN THE OCEANS.
LET’S EXERCISE CARE AND CAUTION
WITH THE WORDS WE CHOOSE TO SAY.
PERHAPS, IF WE KEEP THIS IN MIND,
TOMORROW WILL BE A BETTER DAY.
MAY GOD BLESS ALL PEOPLES OF THE EARTH
William Y. – SEPTEMBER 14, 2001
I have friend that is a Firefighter here in town and one in San Francisco. And, I have fought forest fires myself. GOD will bless you much in what you do for our fellow men/woman. GOD BLESS YOU. Thanks For Being there for all of US.
“MY GRAND CHILDERN’S INHERITANCE”
HOW CAN I TELL MY GRAND CHILDREN
THEIR INHERITANCE IS GONE?
IT WAS STOLEN ON THE ELEVENTH OF SEPTEMBER
IN THE YEAR, TWO THOUSAND ONE.
IT WAS A TUESDAY MORNING.
THE AIR WAS CRISP AND CLEAR.
WE WERE GOING ABOUT OUR DAILY LIVES.
WE HAD NO CAUSE TO FEAR.
IT HAPPENED WITHOUT A WARNING.
ON THAT BEAUTIFUL DAY IN EARLY FALL.
IT CAME UPON IS FROM OUT OF THE BLUE.
NO TIME FOR A 911 CALL.
ITS FIRST STRIKE WAS IN LOWER MANHATTAN.
AGAINST TWIN TOWERS, MAJESTIC AND TALL.
THERE WAS NO WARNING GIVEN.
WHO COULD EVER IMAGINE, THESE MAJESTIC TWINS WOULD FALL.
THEN, FURTHER SOUTH, IN WASHINGTON, DC.
THEY HIT THE PENTAGON.
IN THE SPAN OF A COUPLE OF HOURS,
THOUSANDS OF LIVES WERE GONE.
THESE THINGS, IN FACT, DID HAPPEN.
OUR HOMES AND LIVES WERE ATTACKED.
WE SEARCH TO FIND THE ANSWERS.
WE WANT OUR FREEDOM AND SAFETY BACK.
SO TAKE HEED YOU SPINELESS COWARDS,
THAT DID THESE DASTARDLY DEEDS.
YOU HAVE ATTACKED A PEACE LOVING PEOPLE.
YOU HAVE PLANTED YOUR HATEFUL SEED.
YOU WILL REAP THE WHIRLWIND.
YOU WILL CRY AND BEG, NO MORE!
BUT ALAS, ITS TO LATE NOW.
WE WILL PURGE YOU FROM OUR SHORES.
STAND TALL ALL AMERICANS.
LETS DO WHAT WE KNOW WE MUST.
TO REGAIN OUR GRAND CHILDREN’S HERITAGE.
IN AMERICA, IN GOD WE TRUST
GOD BLESS AMERICA.
LET OUR FREEDOMS REIGN.
LET THE STARS AND STRIPES UNFURL WITH PRIDE.
LETS WIN PEACE IN AMERICA AGAIN.
William Y. – September 16, 2001
Nancy, Please let Mike and all our rescue workers in New York know that myself as well as everyone in the world are praying for all who have suffered through this horrific tragedy…….the work and time these men and women have given to try and save the lives that they have and continue to do so will be in our thoughts daily. My heart goes out to all those who have lost loved ones in this un-believable incident……as our President has said “May God Bless”.
I have waited to see if I could come up with some original words to send to you and everyone else at ground zero. I have come to the conclusion that there are not enough words in the English language to express how we feel about your heroic efforts.
When I see the videos of the rescue workers and look at their faces and in their eyes I see such despair. Yet you continue to dig and search knowing that the chances of finding anyone alive is next to nil.
It is difficult for us to comprehend what you are going through. We “know” but we cannot possibly comprehend. Mike, all we can say is “thank you” but please know that it goes far beyond that. Please stay safe.
I am so proud to say that I do know you through our association on Mystical Universe. You are truly among the bravest.
With much love and respect.
One if by Land, Two if by Sea, Four if by Air………………..
There was a time, when men on horseback rode village to village to warn of impending danger from our ‘enemies.’
Muskets were raised, principles were defended, lives were lost and freedom was gained.
Now? We search for Transponders, Orange ‘black boxes.’ We scour the countryside and cement cities for those who have infiltrated OUR society with their intent of eliminating the Western ‘Satan.’ Our borders were open, albeit with some restrictions to our South. Our Human Assistance Programs apply to all who qualify, Citizen or not.
We do not require that our native English be spoken, nor do we require those who come here take OUR philosophy of how to live, where to live, where to work, how to worship.
Americans, those of us who pride ourselves in living in the USA have closed our eyes, become too complacent. We have instead, concentrated on the TERROR within this country. Racial divide, rich verses poor. We are a Class Society. It takes millions to run for office and then? Are we pleased with how our Government is run? Do we do anything to stand up and cry out for changes for the ‘good’ of all? Yes, some do, most don’t. We just sit by, watch, read, listen and then we turn off the light, go to sleep and start all over again.
Yes, there is a Pirate’s Treasure of Gold beneath the rubble at WTC. Is that why this hell happened? I don’t think so. Was that the goal of the terrorists? Hell no. Is that the goal of the Rescue Workers? Hell no.
I must admit that seeing the word ‘propaganda’ sends chills up my spine. Yes, emotions carry a ton of weight, it’s part of being human. Is it prudent to replay over and over again the video of the actual impact of both Towers by OUR aircraft, in control of the BASTARDS? Will our children be scarred for life? Adults are already scarred by this!!! To ease the fears of our young is vital, but oh so difficult. We, as adults are not free of fear. How many times did you see Oswald murdered by Jack Ruby? It keeps us focused! Brainwashing? Heartwrenching!! It makes us ANGRY and we should be damn angry!!!!!!! Let us VENT this anger by organized force and not individual by individual.
The difference in the way ‘they’ see life, and the way ‘we’ see life is so hard to understand. Life, the very essence of being on this Planet is essential. To ‘them’ it matters not at all.
Granted, this is all ‘virgin territory’ we have never walked this road before. We trusted, we gave, we cared, we lent our services, and they USED US! For God’s sake, people were seen flying out of Tower 1, still in their office chairs!!!!! People held hands and jumped in groups of twos and threes, rather than burn to a crisp!
At 8:45 on Tuesday, September 11, 2001, there were NO ground rules. Innocent people of all nationalities perished. Fire Dept. personnel to the count of HUNDREDS have perished!
I have opposed the Death Penalty for decades. More than likely, I was one of very few who cried when McVeigh was executed. MY view was a higher Power had the only ‘say’ on who lives and who dies, and when.
At 9:00 AM last Tuesday my opinion of how to handle this Cancer called Terriorism changed 360º As much as I dislike to admit and as much as my stomach turns to type this… WE have no choice. Will there be American lives lost? Yes. Will there be widespread retaliation? That is possible. Even if we do nothing in the way of military response, THEY will return, hell.. they haven’t even left!
We must eradicate, Cell by Cell. I am NOT a revolutionary! I am hurt, tired, depressed, sad beyond belief. We cannot allow this HELL to continue.
For years, those who are in charge of the various agencies in our Government that deal with this ugly side of humanity have known our DAY of Destiny would come. The time, date, place and method were unknown.
Bastards are just that…………. bastards. Eliminate bin Laden, Hussein and Arafat and there are thousands, maybe millions minature clones all over God’s green Earth. Because of this, a long range, well planned strategy must be used.
A friend of mine told me ‘I don’t trust any of it’ in regards to our plans of War. I never would have believed I could write these words, until last Tuesday.
Our future as a species is at stake! Our financial stability is practically in ruin, just as the debris that is scattered all over the Pentagon and New York City.
The tears here have yet to cease.
“September 11th, 2001”
Original Poem By TallCorn
I’m still trying to understand the tragedy of nine eleven,
The day all those souls were sent to heaven,
It’s the family and friends who are paying the price,
Of all the innocent who lost their lives,
I guess it just proves the cost of freedom is not free,
The dues must be paid by ordinary people like you and me,
Sometimes we think the cost may be to high,
espacially when it’s one of our family who must die,
But we continue to fight for freedom each and every day,
For the privilege to live in the U.S. of A. !
GOD BLESS AMERICA
written in honor of all those who lost their lives
in the World Trade Center and Pentagon terrorist attack.
Mike (FD) and fellow Firefighters:
On getting Nancy’s letter offering an opportunity to send a few words of appreciation your way, I was so glad, I don’t think enough can be said. Stay with me on this now……today was sunny, warm and clear in Idaho, there is a blanket of sorrow for so much loss, but the sunshine is still as bright. This afternoon the sky was suddenly filled with thunder clouds, dark and roiling, lightning flashed and thunder cracked and rolled echoing off the surrounding mountains. The birds had long ceased their chatter and the wind rattled autumn leaves soon to turn yellow, red and gold.
Within the darkest of the clouds appeared a rainbow bright with glory, the purest of heavens colors. And then came the rain, each droplet caught a glimmer of sunlight turning the sky to gold beneath the dark clouds. Needless to say it was spectacular. What I am trying to say Mike is that you and all the others that are working so selflessly in NY are like that rainbow, a bright promise of continuance, you are an example that all of us can follow with pride…………….God Bless and keep you all safe from harm.
Cat – Connie >^^<
May the Lord bless u Luv ya all
I am truly saddened by the events of today. I feel for the families directly involved who lost love ones, I feel for those, who, were unwillingly involved on those airliners that were used to cause this chaos, and I feel for those who will, in the future, suffer , because of the global impact this may cause. This is far from over!!. All of our lives have drastically changed now, whether you know it or not, and we must all band together as Americans and rise above this. I can only hope that Americans, as a whole, can set aside their differences, bond together, and help one another through this time of crisis. It is said, in the Book of Revelations, that there will be a seemingly peaceful space of time lapse before the days of judgement; Well, my friends, it seems that that space of time has elasped!
Good luck and God bless,
To all the men, women, and children who were murdered by the hatred of one man’s cause, YOU will never be forgotten! America will not rest till justice has prevailed! To all the families & friends of those killed, I wish I could give you all a hug and bring your loved ones back to you.
Mike? The minute I heard the news the World Trade Center was attacked and all those firefighters were inside at the time of the collapse, I thought of you. I worried for days until I heard you were okay. My heart goes out to you for your undying strength and courage in face of what you have witnessed this week. I can’t even imagine the horror you’ve seen, and the friendships lost. My heart breaks for you and the thousands of others who have lost people dear to them. Just want you to know we are behind you and the countless other men and women who are aiding in the rescue efforts. The whole country thanks you! In tribute, your name now lies on a memorial wall for the rescue workers, firefighters, and policeman who are trying so hard to find the innocent people buried in the rubble. You are all the greatest American heroes!
Robyn,Staff Writer/ www.spacenstuff.com – Arkansas
FD, U are my friend and now u are my hero. 🙂 U and all the other firefighters and all the emergency people in New York. Mike my prayers are with u and I just want u to know how much u mean to me in weather chat and now as a fellow American.
Love’ – Hunter xoxoxoo
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GOD BLESS AMERICA–UNITED WE STAND!!!
I just want you to know… the people here in these hills in knoxville, TN- Kingston, TN- all of TN are behind you…. We cry daily thinking of what has happened and feel as though we are right there with you. Keep up the effort and thank you for your sacrifice and risking your lives for ALL Americans every day. The World Trade Center had people from all over the US there when it went down… so this loss, as you already know, has been felt nationwide and internationally. Take care and may God bless you all, you very good sweet people. Your sacrifice will never be forgotten! Your fellow weather chatter on AOL and weather chat album owner.
Tracy W. – Tennessee
Hey Mike, may God, along with each and every one of the brave rescue workers, watch over and comfort you. I’ve been glued to the TV like a deer in headlights, and every time they interview a New York Firefighter, the fireman calmly states, “Were just doing our job.” All I can say to that is, the fine men and women of your profession are not paid enough!
I’m not a very emotional person, not much affects me, but when I look at the devastation and realize the senseless loss of life this act of terror has caused, tears begin to flow……
Stay safe and God Bless us all.
Jack, founder/webmaster of mystical universe.com
To all those wonderful brave men and women working together in New York and Washington:
Our Love, Our Thoughts, and Our Prayers are with you all. All of us sitting here feel so helpless and wish we could be by your side. Please know that we are there in spirit every single second of each hour of each day. Our Love…..
Joyce – Rehoboth Beach, Delaware – Eastern Shore DELMARVA
Just to let you know, Mike, that you and your “brothers” are in my thoughts and prayers. My heart aches for the loss of so many of your own and their families. You are all, indeed, THE BRAVEST!!!! XOXOXO
Sherri – California
To our brothers and sisters in New York:
May God look over each and every one of you who are working so diligently in your search for survivors from the distruction of the WTC on Tuesday. You men and women are America’s finest. God Bless you and your families so that you may find some sort of peace when the clean-up is finished in the months to come. Just remember that all of you are in our prayers daily.
Mike: We were all so relieved to hear that you had survived this terrible tragedy. We will be thinking of you and praying for you….. Again , I salute you all …. You are AMERICA’S FINEST….. We love each of you.
Thinking of you Mike. God be with all of you and thank you all for the good things you are doing.
We know there is trouble in the world, no matter where it is, what time of day or night, what country, what border. But for those bastards to use our own jets and commit suicide and murder with our own American Citizens aboard is just overwhelmingly abominable. I have no sympathy for them, nor could I ever forgive them in my lifetime.
May God hold in His hands those civilians who were in the buildings and on the ground, and all of the 300+ FDNY men & women and NYPD and NYTS men & women who were also killed or maimed responding to the emergency. May they all rest in peace, knowing that they will not have died in vain in the World Trade Towers tragedy on Sept. 11, 2001.
Charles R. – North Carolina
Texas apreciates everything that the FIRE FIGHTERS and all the RESCUE WORKERS are doing at this time. Texas has not forgotten yall. Thank U from OUR HEARTS. GOD BE WITH YOU ALL AND MAY GOD BLESS THE USA, OUR COUNTRY.
Martin H. , Texas
I just want to say what brave humans these men and women are that are doing this job in New York. I was in the burn ward at bamc in San Antonio Texas for a couple months,and at the entrance of the nurses station there is a sign that says that “God has a special place in heaven for those that treat burns”……… well He also has a special place for the firefighters in New York!! You people are the greatest and I thank you and have prayers for all of you!
To the New York City Firefighters and to the New York City Police Department:
It isn’t just New York that is proud of the job your doing. The entire country is watching in awe of your bravery and determination. God Bless every single one of the rescue workers trying to do an impossible job under impossible circumstances. You all have my deepest respect and admiration. I would also like to send my deepest sympathy to all the victims families of the attacks. I cannot describe the pain I feel for you at this moment. Please take comfort knowing you are not alone. We all are grieving and praying with you. God Bless everyone! Stay safe America!
Julie – Chicago, IL
Just wanted to tell Mike that I was thinking about him. He will be in my thoughts and prayers.
Love, (YAYA) Karen
To all of the rescue workers and firefighter GOD BE WITH YOU and may he help you through this terrible endeavor that he may help you find strength and peace through to the final hour. I am a fellow first responder (EMT in training) for a volunteer fire dept. I feel your pain and anguish.
God Bless You and I am so proud to be a part of you and of this Nation. Thank you for all you have done and are still doing! Keep the FAITH. I only hope that I can be as BRAVE as all of you, when my time of trial comes. Peace Be With You.
X0X0X ANGIE X0X0X
I would like to just send one big HUG to all of those who are working in New York. My heart bleeds for our nation, I have never talked to God as much as I am now. I am VERY proud to be an American and I will stand on those words and feelings forever. All my LOVE to everyone.
There are no adequate words to express the courage shown by all of the Rescue Workers and Volunteers at all three sites. Every man, woman and animal has been Blessed in a special way for their efforts. May God keep you safe and help you to remain strong, both mentally and physically. You truly are HEROES in every sense of the word. God Bless.