Working a night shift, I was stationed at Sheppard AFB, TX at the time and woke up briefly around 0830 with a strangle feeling like something was wrong. Realizing the thought must have come from a bad dream, I went back to sleep. It must have been a few moments later when I receved a phone call telling me to turn on the television. I asked what channel, and the timid voice of my supervisor said, “it doesn’t matter what channel, just turn it on.” Low and behold, as network stations were descibing the most horrify display of terrorism anyone could possibly have thought of, I was wondering what an impact it would make in my life as a military person. My husband was stationed at another base, would he have to go fight? My sister’s godfather worked at the Pentagon, was he okay? Cousins were going to work in New York, did they make it okay? So many questions, and the one thing that stayed constintly on my mind was… “when will they send me to fight?” Days after 9-11 were quite trying, everyone I knew was going home after work each day to watch the boob-tube in hopes of finding out who did such an awful act.
I in fact did not get the opportunity to fight overseas, but I am in the Base Honor Guard at my current base. As the 1 year Anniversary gets closer, I feel previliged to have the chance to be a represenative at memorial functions throughout the city… showing all that watch and care, I am a proud American who if called upon… would fight in a second, no questions asked. To all those who lost a loved one on 11 September 2001 I send you my prayers and only hope that one of these days we will catch the terrorist(s) in charge who commited the horrible acts.
My deepest sympathies,
Caring Airman, United States Air Force