One particular author struck me with her remembrance of the eleventh anniversary of the terrorist attacks. We all have heard the multitude of stories of the heroism, the fear, the terror, and have seen the horrific images of that day. And we hear them every year on September 11th as we remember where we were, what we were doing, and those we may have known who were affected.
The author is Sarah Hoyt and I would like to repost part of her post entitled “Eleven Years” here, and a link to the full article is at bottom.
Speaking of the heroes of Flight 93, Ms. Hoyt wrote:
“… where the three burly and brave guys who spearheaded the fight back in flight 93 were a born again man, a Jewish man, and a gay man. Can you imagine any group designed to give more heart burn to the enemies that brought down the towers and who tried to use flight 93 as a weapon?
I can’t either. But, more importantly, I can’t imagine any other culture, any other country, any other place where those three would have banded together, immediately – instinctively – putting aside any perceived differences, thinking only of trying to save the defenseless, laying down their lives for others.
Their lives were forfeit, but they died free men. They died heroes. More importantly, they died Americans.
Surely a nation that produces such men will not perish from this Earth.
We will not go quietly into that good night.
We’re the land of the free and the home of the brave. And we will stand.”