My dad was a deputy sheriff for 27 years. Law enforcement holds a special place in my heart - and it always will. However, on this day 10 years ago, the danger of that profession came into focus. I'm sure that you won't forget where you were on that Tuesday morning. I remember watching in horror from the sales floor at my Central Illinois Staples store.
As night settled on that day it became apparent that life would never be the same. In 2003 I had the opportunity to go to the WTC site. What struck me the most was the silence. Having been all over the city and being from a farm town, it was very loud. Then suddenly from the moment that I stepped off the subway it was quiet. The symbol that was embedded in my mind and always will be this cross.
It's a symbol of peace in the midst of chaos. It now stands at the 9/11 Memorial. A conflict to say the least. However, here it stands at the memorial unveiling:
Never forget...no matter your stance on the war - the memory of those who died need to be remembered.
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