In dream, my skin has been charred soot-black, not all over my body, but on my arms, my legs, my penis, my chest. In dream, I only notice the burns if my eye happens to fall upon that area of skin. There is no pain. No pain, but a deep, shuddering fright when I see my blackened flesh and am reminded once more of the severe burns I carry. It was a dream the night of September 11th, 2006, five years after that other Septemb...
If I let myself, I can remember everything about that morning. It's a very painful thing to look back on, but every year on the anniversary of this day, we will always be reminded of the brutal attack that killed so many unsuspecting Americans. It was a Tuesday morning, and it was supposed to be my day off, but that soon changed. My mom and I had planned to go to my sister Margaret’s house, have lunch and maybe go to IKEA...
The Day Our Innocence Died By midnightraider61 Based on the song “American Pie” by Don McLean “The Day the Music Died” was February 3, 1959, the day Buddy Holly’s plane went down in a corn field. Don McLean wrote and recorded this song in 1973; at the time it was the longest single in popular-music history because it had so much to tell. For all the people who lived through September 11, 2001 and can remember that day. Th...
Let the world always remember,That fateful day in September,And the ones who answered duty's call,Should be remembered by us all.Who left the comfort of their home,To face perils as yet unknown,An embodiment of goodness on a day,When men's hearts had gone astray.Sons and daughters like me and you,Who never questioned what they had to do,Who by example, were a source of hope,And strength to others who could not cope.Heroes...
