11 9 / 2011
Ten years ago today, two planes struck the Twin Towers in New York City. One struck the Pentagon in Washington DC, and a fourth, heading for the White House, went down in a field in Pennsylvania. But surely you all knew that already.
I was in elementary school. I can still remember being in math and watching my teacher leave and come back with a tv on a rolling stand showing the images of the two towers. I didn’t understand what was going on; I don’t think any of us did.
But this isn’t about me. It’s about the many men and women who lost their lives that day and many days after.
Many firefighters and police went into the rubble to rescue the victims of the towers collapsing. Tons lost their lives trying to save their fellow Americans. Too many to count.
The plane that went down in Pennsylvania had been hijacked and then rehijacked by the Americans on the plane. They gave their lives in that field to save the President.
Since then, we’ve had soliders - men and women - over in Afghanistan and Iraq fighting for our country. Dying for our country so that we can be safe.
All of these superheros we see on the movies, Iron Man, Spiderman. They don’t matter. They’re not the real heroes. The soldiers, police, and firefighters who willing give their lives every day for us are.
God bless them. May they rest in peace.