Thank you for this.

*hugs softly*

You are very welcome, darling.

*hugs*

*smiles and huggles back softly*

I served in the US Marines durring that time and I would like to thank you for this piece. it was heartfelt and beautiful. thank you again.

I will never forget.

*huggles*

You are welcome, dear. You can be proud of what you did for your country, and know that it is appreciated.

Even here on the other side of the ocean, we will never forget.

I find the day a little hard to forget sometimes. I woke in the middle of my night time knowing something was very very wrong and watching the ley lines run red with all the emotions that went with it not knowing at the time what was happening in America (it didn't occur to me turn the tv on until my morning) This story is a beautiful tribute to not only those that have passed on but to the living and others that remember what they were doing at the time, watching a piece of hell unfold and ultimately surviving. Very, very well done. *hugs*

*nodnods*

I know what you mean. I still remember exactly where I was at the time and what I was doing; mopping the floors of the cantina of the tennis club I worked at, at that time, with the cantina TV on. I can even remember wordly what I've been saying to the tennis trainer who was giving lessons out on the courts, keeping him up to dat on what was happening, and eventually finding all of us in the cantina glued to the TV...

*huggles back softly*

Thank you very much for the compliment, darling. I might not have suffered a personal loss on that day, but it is still something that hits all of us since the whole world lost a piece of humanity that day.

I had just walked into my unit ( like I said I was active duty Marine Corps at the time) anyhow..I walked into my shop and everyone was around a radio. no work was being done, nothing. and that alone made me on edge because I knew something was up. I walked out to have a smoke and there was a radio out in the hanger and one in the smoke pit. when I walked past the one in the hanger they w=said the first tower fell. I did not know exactly what was going on until I got to the smoke pit and asked what was up. I remember the horror and anger I felt at that moment. also the absolute terror My sister was in NY at the time, though I did not know she was 400miles away. Later that day on the way home I broke down sobbing for the loss of my people and the families now torn apart. not to say I am some manly man who never cry's..but I rarely cry like that, to the point I could not drive and had to pull off the road. It was a moment in time that will forever be burnt into my soul.

*nodnods*

I remember going out to the courts where the trainer was on at the time to tell him I had just seen reports of a third plane crashing into the Pentagon. His exact words to that were "This is going to be war."

We ceased all activities for the rest of the day, just sitting in the cantina, watching, and discussing. And by the time I got home, I just continued on with that as the TV at home was also set to the same bulletins as my parents were glued to the screen as well.

It's kind of hard to believe it's been nine years already.

that was so very nice...

*hugs....

V.

*smiles and huggles back*

Thank you, darling. I am glad you liked this story. I just felt I needed to write this

*smiles and huggles*

Thank you, dear

Very beautiful hon

*huggles and kisses softly*

Thank you, sweetheart. I am really glad you liked it