tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post115803279962176864..comments2023-11-05T04:51:42.511-05:00Comments on Blonde Champagne: RunningAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158186359360067972006-09-13T18:25:00.000-04:002006-09-13T18:25:00.000-04:00Oh, anonymous. How I wanted to flame and snark you...Oh, anonymous. How I wanted to flame and snark you for your remarks about the 100,000 Iraqi deaths. After all, are we Americans not allowed to take a short time to grieve our lost innocence in remembrance of that horrible day? Isn't every other day "Bad America! Bad! No biscuit! - Day"?<BR/><BR/>Well, I gave it some thought and I will admit that part of what we all do as we mourn our dead and Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158176590339620352006-09-13T15:43:00.000-04:002006-09-13T15:43:00.000-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158126142953076262006-09-13T01:42:00.000-04:002006-09-13T01:42:00.000-04:00It was early in the morning. I was snuggled in bed...It was early in the morning. I was snuggled in bed with my 2 yr old watching hubby get ready for work when the phone rang. My mother was on the other line-she never called before noon so I was alarmed- and told me to turn on the television-quickly. The moment was so vivid and time seemed to slow down. My focus was so intent on what was shown on the television. Confusion turned to horror and shockJenibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10858330114217980271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158097531717324052006-09-12T17:45:00.000-04:002006-09-12T17:45:00.000-04:00Nearly 3000 people died that infamous day, but as ...Nearly 3000 people died that infamous day, but as terrible as that may seem, it will not compare with the tenths of thousands of people that will die in the years to come victims of the maladies brought by the debris and dust they inhaled while helping with the rescue missions.<BR/><BR/>And I want to note that MANY of those men and women that gave a hand when America needed it were Illegal Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158092218141859272006-09-12T16:16:00.000-04:002006-09-12T16:16:00.000-04:00...had just buried my mom the day before; thought ......had just buried my mom the day before; thought the world was coming to an end. And in a way, it did - the world as we knew it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158086806211468752006-09-12T14:46:00.000-04:002006-09-12T14:46:00.000-04:00I, too, was surprised it had been five years alrea...I, too, was surprised it had been five years already. Like many people in college at the time, I woke up to the 2nd tower being hit, too. Life and class were surreal that day...hmm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158067904085500352006-09-12T09:31:00.000-04:002006-09-12T09:31:00.000-04:00Congrats Scott! :)Last night I caught the 2nd half...Congrats Scott! :)<BR/><BR/>Last night I caught the 2nd half of "The Road to 9/11". It was like 5 years ago, in the respect that I couldn't tear my eyes away. I sat there with my mouth hanging open, tears pouring down my face at times. <BR/><BR/>I have 2 wonderful kids (8 & 10), do you know how difficult it is to explain to them? They aren't scared, but in a way, I think it's to them, what Pearl Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158041531860231172006-09-12T02:12:00.000-04:002006-09-12T02:12:00.000-04:00Yes, and my freshmen were in the 8th grade on that...Yes, and my freshmen were in the 8th grade on that day.<BR/><BR/>Everyone congratulate Scott The Taller, Now Enganged. Thanks for dropping in, Scott.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678945.post-1158040267273710652006-09-12T01:51:00.000-04:002006-09-12T01:51:00.000-04:00The price of freedom is eternal vigilance. I woke ...The price of freedom is eternal vigilance. I woke up to seeing the second plane slamming into the other tower. I remember how weird it was going to class that day, all the teachers talked about the events of the day and how they related to their respective subjects. Has it been 5 years already?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com