September 11, 2001
911 Photo Gallery

Grief and tragedy and hatred are only for a time. Goodness, remembrance, and love have no end. ~President George W. Bush


~I dedicate this page to the heroes who have died, the injured, and the missing - and the families and loved ones of all - in the attack on America.
I also pay homage to the men and women and the organizations who have given no less than 100% of themselves in rescue efforts.
And let us not forget the canine heroes who have assisted in the rescue efforts at ground zero, also. 
God bless America! God bless us all!

I Am the Flag Of America
I am the flag of the United States of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.
I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
My head is a little higher,
My colors a little truer.
I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am revered.
I am respected - and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle
of every war
for more then 200 years.
I was flown at Valley Forge,
Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appomattox.
I was there at San Juan Hill,
the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest,
Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy.
Guam, Okinawa, Korea and
KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me.
I was there.
I led my troops, I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
But my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.
I have been burned, torn and trampled on the
streets of countries I have helped set free.
It does not hurt for I am invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and
trampled in the streets of my country.
And when it's done by those
Whom I've served in battle - it hurts.
But I shall overcome - for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stood watch over the uncharted
frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon.
I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent
at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,
I am proud.

Those Twin Towers were standing,
called Hope and called Pride,
and you can't smash the towers
we hold deep inside.

We pray today that through the ashes will rise a new spirit of beauty and unity in America. Already all across this nation our hearts have been knit together into a new tapestry of one America.
Because of this tragedy, we have been bound together by a silver chord of hope and brotherhood and sisterhood. What was meant to drive us apart has really drawn us together. May we always remember.
~Reverend Whintley Phipps

Lady Liberty Cried
Another bright September day
Another sun-filled sky
She stands her ground with endless pride
As planes above her fly
She looks upon her children
Her loved ones dear to heart
As they go through their normal chores
Some only just to start
But soon the peace was shattered
As men so filled with hate
Soon turned their rage
To senseless acts
To meet their horrid fate
First one and then another hit
Inpossible to seem
Two other impacts hit elsewhere
As in a horrid dream.
Though some did fight the evil
As heroes they had died
And as the proud twins
met their fall
The Lady Liberty cried.
~author unknown.