It happened nine years ago today. The last words I said to my mother before I left for basic training were, "Don't worry. We have been at peace for years, nothing is gonna happen." Three weeks later, I was sitting in the Day Room in basic training watching the second tower fall.
Of the 60 men in my flight, 14 of them lost a parent, sister, brother, loved one, or friend. I spent the next four years of my life fighting back against the attack both at home and abroad. I shed tears, sweat, and blood over the attacks and to this day it is still the most sobering day on the calendar for me. 9/11 means something different to everyone, but I wanted to come in and give honor to the memories of those lost on that day as it is a very important day to me.
Of the 60 men in my flight, 14 of them lost a parent, sister, brother, loved one, or friend. I spent the next four years of my life fighting back against the attack both at home and abroad. I shed tears, sweat, and blood over the attacks and to this day it is still the most sobering day on the calendar for me. 9/11 means something different to everyone, but I wanted to come in and give honor to the memories of those lost on that day as it is a very important day to me.
