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09/11/01

I was heading to work when I turned on my radio and heard the second plane had crashed into the WTC.

At first I thought it was a sick practical joke played by the DJs on the station.  They were known for their crazy antics.

Then, with growing horror, I realized it was happening.

Here.

In America.

On our soil.

My generation’s Pearl Harbor was happening in New York, and I was in shock.

I couldn’t help but think back to a December morning in 1941 and the similar attack by the Japanese.

I now knew where those passionate feelings my grandparents and their peers expressed had come from.

I felt them, too.

I still do.

Godspeed our brave military men and women.

God Bless the USA.

God Bless all of you.