I will never forget that day. I will never forget where I was .. I will never forget the feeling .. we were conducting training of some of the new troops that were coming into the base and showing them how to do certain things with computers and all that jazz .. and of course no matter what base you go to .. well Air Force anyway .. there is a TV in almost every office .. so of course the television was on .. and then it happened .. and of course there was buzz that something was going on .. and or went wrong .. and before you knew it .. by the time I got to the television I saw the second plane HIT .. the tears streamed down my face, watching people jump, seeing the fear from a thousand miles away was just too much to bare.
Now my dad at the time, no we are not close in anyway, but I still thought of him, was stationed in DC, active duty Army, E-9, pretty powerful dude and of course guess where working at the Pentagon, so I called my mom, she was asleep, just retired, an Officer in the Army, and she missed the action of the military lifestyle .. and I said .. something is going on I think it's a terroist attack, and then while I was talking to her and she was getting ready to call my dad to find out if he knew anything, mind you my mom is pulling out her uniform and trying to get dressed and I had to remind her that umm mom you are retired (trying to make her giggle).. moments later .. someone said a plane has hit the Pentagon, as soon as I passed that information on to my mom, she broke down, and I was like umm mom calm down, just relax, try to call dad and she could not reach my dad for more than 8 hrs .. finally we found out he was okay, she was very relieved, and I was happy for her. My dad worked on a different wing in the Pentagon.
I will never forget having to get on to base after that it was a nightmare, traffic would be backed up for hours on end and security has never been so tight, but why did it take this for everything to just be so tight now, for everything to be so aware .. and why the hell did we go after Hussein and not Bin Laden .. why .. why am I fighting a war in Iraq, when the true terroist or enemy is a country over .. I dont get it .. why did we go looking for weapons of mass destruction that did not exist .. I dont get it .. what in the hell does the war in Iraq have to do with 9-11 .. nuff said, since I am still active duty and technically my job is to support, but fuck that .. I have to leave my fukn kids and family behind for months at a time while folks sip on tea and play golf in the Hamptons and my azz is sweating fukn bricks, being shot at, dodging mines, and kids that are loaded with bombs .. WTF .. seriously .. I dont get it ..
So where were you when this tragic event happened? What do you remember? How do you feel? Either way I would love to hear your thoughts .. the picture below represents the memorial at the Pentagon for the soldiers and civilians that lost their lives that day.
Remember to have a moment of silence if you have not already!
