…eleven years later.
I was driving to Fort Irwin that morning when I heard on the radio as I was pulling into the parking lot that the first plane had hit the WTC. It was just a few minutes before 6:00. I walked into the Training Analysis Facility and every TV in the building was tuned to FOX news watching the first WTC building burning. As we watched, like the rest of America that was glued to the TV, we saw the second plane hit the other tower and everyone in the room knew it was a terrorist attack.
Within just minutes of the second plane hitting the tower Fort Irwin was locked down and all air traffic was grounded.
The thought of those thousands of people trapped in those buildings was terrible, but little did we know it was about to get worse.
When the WTC towers fell the silence in the room was almost deafening. Then the anger and the remorse for those lost souls really hit the place pretty hard.
For the thousands that died that day I feel sad for their shortened lives and the lives that were impacted directly by their loss.
May they all rest in peace, and may their loved ones feel the peace of God in their lives.
Never forget.
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