As i look back on the worst day in americas history, i’m reminded that we are one people.
The terrorists think of us a one people, they didn’t attack black america or white america, they attacked AMERICA. When will we think of ourselves that way? I remember waking up that morning and turning on the tv just after the first plane hit the twin towers and couldn’t believe what i was seeing. My heart sank as i watched in horror. I knew that i had to go to work but i couldn’t pull myself away from the tv set.
I drive around 250 miles a day and there would be no tv so I stayed home as long as i could.
When I got in the car I shook.
I cried all day and i drive on country roads and they were spraying the fields with crop dusters. It seemed they were flying so low, they weren’t but it sent chills up and down. I was really scared and all i wanted was to go
home and hold on to my family. I pick up blood samples from doctors offices everyday but i was ready to stay home.
Every time i see a crop duster to this day i shiver. I am so far away from Ny but sometimes it feels like i’m right there. I can’t imagine what it is like for the people of new york or washington. I live in Arkansas and it is so calm here. I know that God is with me and I hope others feel his love during this. Thank you for letting me tell my story with you, this has helped me deal with it.