Do you remember?

Do you remember?

By Felicia Farnsworth

On September 11, 2001, at approximately 8:46 a. m., Al-Qaeda flew the first of four hijacked American Airline planes into the North Tower of the World Trade Center, traveling at 466 MPH. Flight 11 landed between floors 93 and 99 and sent a massive shock wave down to the ground floor and back up again.

While thousands of people were trying to evacuate the North Tower, at 9:03 a. m. a second plane, Flight 175, crashed into the south face of the South Tower of the World Trade Center, between floors 77 and 85.

At 9:37 a.m. American Airlines Flight 77 crashed into the Pentagon at 530 MPH, which created a violent fire. Thank goodness the section the plane crashed in was recently remodeled and not wholly occupied.

However, all 64 passengers were killed along with 125 Pentagon personnel. At Approximately 9:59 a. m., the South Tower collapsed, just 56 minutes after the plane's impact. The fourth plane, Flight 93, had been hijacked but the passengers counter attacked the hijackers. The flight was aimed for the White House.

At 10:03 a. m. Flight 93 crashed at 583 mph due to fighting in the cockpit. It crashed 80 miles southeast of Pittsburgh, PA. This Saturday, September 11, 2021, is Patriot Day. This day marks 20 years since that tragic day. Twenty years that families have been without their loved ones. The babies of the victims are now young adults. Let that sink in for a minute. Do you remember where you were on the day the world stopped turning?

I was 21 years old with a 2-year-old. I was getting ready for work when the phone rang. My friend had called me, hysterically crying, telling me to turn on the news. I was living in Naples, Florida, at the time, and I knew that President George W. Bush was just two and a half hours north in Sarasota. (It was a big deal to the resident of Southwest Florida) So when I heard what my friend was telling me, I immediately thought we were going to get hit next because he was in our neck of the woods.

When I turned on the news, the images I saw looking back at me chilled me to the bone. I heard the reporter say a passenger plane had just crashed into the North Tower of the Twin Towers. I dropped the phone and picked my daughter up, and held her tight. I just sat there in awe as I watched the second tower get hit. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

My brother was enlisted in the Marines at the time. I called my parents to make sure they knew about it. We feared that my brother might be called into action. They then showed the after-effects of the plane crash at the Pentagon, and I knew the war was shortly. The South Tower fell, and then the North Tower followed suit. It was like I was watching it in slow motion. Everyone was the same color, gray.

People of all backgrounds and ethnicities came together that day to save those trapped beneath the rubble. We need to come together again and reclaim the camaraderie and brotherhood/ sisterhood we had that day. It's been 20 years since that dreadful day, and I remember it like it was yesterday.

We all stood together to help our fellow Americans and pray for the safety of our first responders. It is up to us to teach our little ones about these events so that the memory will forever live on. Do you remember?

Would you please show remembrance on this day and fly your flags at half staff? Wear your red, white, and blue with pride, and tie a yellow ribbon around your mailbox to show that you remember. This is how we remember, and this is how we show our patronage.

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