It has been good to see the memorials on other blogs--to remember where we were and how we felt. On that morning seven years ago I was trying to get online to do some banking. I saw the picture of the tower--and thought, too, that a small plane had hit. I finally called the bank to see why I couldn't access my accounts and was told since the World Trade Center was hit, they were shut down at that time. I called my folk's and talked to my Dad. What I will never forget was the peace he had while I talked to him! He passed away about six weeks later, but I have never forgotten how settled he seemed. The morning paper that day was filled with so many problems in our country and I remember just being tired of reading about it! How quickly that changed--for a time!! I never got tired of seeing all the red, white, and blue that was displayed after that! I'm thankful for the Freedom that we have in our country!
