I was sitting at home on 9/11. Unfortunately it was because my Father had just gotten out of the hospital after Triple bypass surgery and my Grandmother had died 3 days before and my family was preparing for her funeral the next day.

My Grandmother’s wake was in Annapolis, Maryland at 6:00 PM on 9/11. I remember driving past The Naval Academy and seeing the armed guards, the gates locked and the threat sign, which I had always seen at “Normal” at “Delta”. I remember getting angry because the events had added to what I was already dealing with concerning my family.

Her funeral was the next day. I could only imagine the number of funerals that we would hear about in the coming days and weeks. It was a very poignant moment in my life.

I do remember one major thought though. I pitied whatever counrty was harboring the lowlifes that organized ths attack. I knew that we may have been hit first, but we were about to strike back and with a vengeance. I smiled, as strange as that sounds, with the thought of that.