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10 years ago today, I was sitting at my desk working as usual. I get a phone call from my boyfriend (2nd in command of PD here in LV) frantically asking me if I'm okay. I'm like what? I'm working why wouldn't I be? He asked I if had heard anything, to which I again said no, I am working. He told me to turn on the TV. I did and was absolutely HORRIFIED! That conversation, that moment, that realization of what had happened completely changed me as a human being. I was angry beyond words and absolutely saddened to the depth of my being watching everything unfold. As the hours went on, one day turned into the next following this horrific tragedy, I noticed my America around me come together united as one. This is Las Vegas and it is not that type of town - I was amazed and very thankful.
I took my father's huge American Flag the military had given me 10 years prior at his death and hung it from the rooftop of my 2-story home 24 hours a day, every day for one year, with a light shining up on it at night. After the first week, I came out to check the mail and when I turned around, there was a anonymous note with an envelope taped to my garage door, thanking me for hanging the flag for America. Inside the envelope was a note and $50 "to help pay for the electric bill to keep her lighted." I started bawling my eyes out. Two days later, I came out again and there were hand drawn & colored pictures from several anonymous children also taped to my garage door - their renditions of America and what they were feeling.
I also noticed in my community people were saying hello as they passed you in the grocery store. They were holding doors open for each other, letting elderly or handicapped people cut in line ahead of them. There was kindness and compassion everywhere I turned. Genuine and from the heart. We were all unified and came together to help each other heal and try to cope with this unimaginable tragedy that happened to all of us - even if we had no one perish in at WTC, on Flight 93 or at the Pentagon. We were a Nation grieving.
I go every year to my local fire dept for the anniversary moments of silence and bell tolling. I have never forgotten and never will, no matter how much time has gone on.
I have seen through the years the memory fade for so many. Everyone has gone back to "me" and not "us." The compassion and kindess has fallen away, too - not just where I live, but on this board as well. I come to this board every day and I rarely see a shred of kindness or compassion shown to anyone by anyone. It's a very sad thing to see, especially on this board as we are a "nation" of transcriptionists all looking to achieve the same thing. But all I see is the tearing down of each other for reasons I can't grasp. We need to stand together shoulder to shoulder and help each other, not anonymously stomp someone down who may already be the theri lowest.
I saw a reply to a post just a few minutes ago where the reply was short and condescending. Really? That person must've forgot.
GOD BLESS AMERICA - NEVER FORGET