First of all, it doesn’t seem like it has been a whole year since the terrorist attacks. It’s hard to believe that just one short year ago, everything was normal.

I remember that I was getting ready to leave for class -(I attend a Univerisity in downtown Indianapolis). I still lived at home at the time, so I was downstairs watching morning cartoons with my younger sister. All of a sudden my Dad yelled downstairs that and airplane had crashed into the World Trade Center. We turned the channel to the Today show, and we saw where the plane had hit. I thought it was just a horrible accident, but within minutes I was seeing the second plane crash into the other Tower live on t.v. I knew then that this was no accident.

I listened to the radio all the way to school, heard the President make some remarks about the incident. In the time that it took to park my car and walk to my class, the third plane struck the Pentagon, and my classmates were talking about it when I reached the classroom. Our Professor cancelled class that day. As I walked back to my car I stopped and joined a group of about 20 students who were watching the news coverage on a television in the hallway. It was absolutely silent. Everybody couldn’t believe their eyes and ears. Nobody uttered a word as we watched. I stood there for about 15 minutes, just long enough to witness the first tower collapse. I reached my car and began driving home. When the second tower collapsed, I began crying. I will never, ever, forget the sound of the man’s voice on the radio as he reported the tower coming down. It was pure terror. I remember calling my dad at work and crying to him that the second tower had fallen. He told me that there was nothing left to do put pray.

Even though nobody will never forget that terrible day last September, we can still pray. We can pray for the past; we can pray for today- what we have right here and now; and we can pray for the future.

God Bless America