Whenever I think of 9/11, I think of the firefighters
Men who showed up for work because the city they loved needed them
Who knew full well they were putting their lives on the line
Lives they were willing to forfeit to save the lives of others
On a day eclipsed by horror and ennobled by courage
A day where entire fire stations were all but decimated
And too many good men were lost.
Whenever I think of 9/11, I think of the firefighters.
And their families.
And all of the people they saved...and couldn't save.
May God bless them, every one.
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WINNERS OF THE GIVEAWAY:
1. KC Mom
2. K2Cole
3. Karen
4. Carolyn
5. Momza
Congratulations, ladies. Please let me know the prize of your choosing. (A copy of His Children, a copy of the 3 CDs I burned for Lisa, any item from Cheeky Cards, or any item from Junky Heirloom.)
6 comments:
My dad was a firefighter (though not in NYC). I appreciate your words so much.
I cried throughout the reading of this, Sue. It does take a lof of bravery to become a firefighter, and to think that three of my grandchildren are now firefighters. I worry about them (who would I be if I didn't worry, right?) occaisionally. Especially when we have so many forest fires around here. But they are doing what they want to do and so were the New York City firemen. I am hoping that Dick will take me to Cathedral City tonight when it is dark to view a special memorial one couple has put up on their roof. They have built 17 foot replicas of the twin towers out of aluminum and they are all lighted. It should be memorable. They are also showing videos that he has taken of the progression of the sight from when it was first destroyed until now. He goes back there every year, so it should be very interesting. I'm glad you did this. We all need to stop and really remember!
Love, Mom
Thank you for the tribute! I think about how many families were affected by this tragedy. Let us not forget!
I am so excited that I won part of your giveaway! I want the CD's - I need good music to listen to in my truck. Thanks so much.
Love ya,
It's been a sobering day remembering all of the people lost, the bravery shown, and the kindess extended.
I'll never forget that image of the men carrying their dead fire chief through the streets.
But will our children remember the lessons taught that day? I wonder.
Thank you for this post and for the book. You are wonderful.
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