People that know me understand how emotional September 11th is for me. Maybe it is because I was raised by a family of firefighters or the fact that my wife was pregnant with our first child or just the fact that I had once joined the Marine Corp to defend this country from such thing for whatever reason I can't get over what happened. Which means that I really don't know how to put into words how important it is that we never forget the loss of life on that day.
The videos of firefighters rushing into buildings to save people as everyone else runs out, the pictures of lost family members posted on fences, the sound of bodies hitting the awning, the sound of all the firefighters equipment beeping beneath the rubble, the voice mails left by fathers calling to say good bye to their families and the recorded calls from flight 93 before they rushed the cockpit will forever be with me.
