I live under the approach corridor for both PIE and TPA and I remember how quiet it was without the planes.
I remember seeing an Air Force C-32A flying north.
I remember talking with my co-workers when it was still thought to be an accident and how sick we'd be of on the scene reports of how the repairs were going. That's what we were doing when the second plane hit.
I remember getting the phone call about how the first tower fell and getting a TV set up just in time to watch the second.
I've said over and over that we are not at war with Islam; but it has most assuredly been at war with us at least since that day. If only we'd fight back for keeps.
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