911 I Still Remember

I kinda woke up this morning and thought to myself, "GAWD, has it really been that long? I remember it like yesterday." It was a Tuesday morning, yeah, I think we all remember that or some don't cuz they just never cared. I was getting ready for school, college morning, typical coffee pep talk and thinking about stuff for class that day. I was futzing around, getting ready and checking e-mail. My girlfriend Carole called me and told me to turn on the TV. I'm of course thinking and then saying, "Which channel?" Carole gets all excited on me and fusses, "It won't matter, it's on all the channels, just turn it on." So I'm looking at the TV, dumbfounded. One tower was hit already and live feed. I get a call on the other line and I take it. It was my girlfriend attending college out in NYCU. She lived not too far from the area of the towers. She's confused, doesn't know what's going on and trying to get a hold of her mom. I'm trying to figure it out myself. And the second plane comes through. I'm hearing this and thinking, "HOLY SHITE!" So I tell Kristy to get the hell off her phone and get out of dodge. I had to track down her mom and tell her that Kristy was ok. The whole time I was absolutely freaked out and shocked. Yeah, it was a screwed up day. The neatest part of it really, not that it should have taken something like this to happen, but people talked. Strangers, everyone talked, cars lined up at gas stations in a panic, and people talked. And the eerie part was the fact that for days, I never saw a plane in the sky, day or night. Except a few military flights. Oh man, that was so strange. It was the first time I could remember not seeing a holding pattern for O'Hare in Chicago. Campus was a bit odd that day too. Again, everyone was talking and ranting and crying and upset. Profs, some of them canceled class or just had class and talked about the events. I'll never forget that day, that week, and the things to follow. How can I? I don't think I really slept that much for a few days. I just sat there in front of the TV watching the rescue efforts and thinking it's just a bad dream, but it was quite real. My heart still goes out to the people and families that lost loved ones and comrades. May we never forget that day. But for pete's sake, let's get the hell out of Iraq! The horse is dead, let it be.

T-Molly


...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin