We are continually bombarded with postings, articles, pictures, etc. about not forgetting what happened on 9/11.  We won't forget.  We don't need to be reminded.  Maybe there are some who choose to forget.  Or, maybe the just choose to block out that horrible memory for them.

I have very seldom talked about how I felt on that day.  I was off that day, on the computer chatting with a very dear friend.  I had the television on and saw the news special report coming on.  At first I thought the tower they were showing was overseas.  But when it became evident that it was in New York, I told my friend I was chatting with to turn his television on and that we were under attack.  At first he scoffed but then said he would chat with me later, and his last words to me that day were, "Stay safe my friend."  As I sat and watched the events unfold on the television, I remember becoming increasingly frightened.  I checked on my kids to find out schools were being released and then sat and cried.  I wanted my Dad.  More than anything, I wanted my Dad because I knew he would make it alright.  I have been frightened before but never in that manner.

We, as a super power of the world, had become so complacent, we felt that we could not come under attack.  After Pearl Harbor, we had shown the world what a super power we were.  But even super powers have their Achilles heels.  I sat the other day and thought about 9/11 and think there are people all over the world that live with that terror every day.  EVERY SINGLE DAY!

We won't ever forget 9/11.  We wont ever forget the day Kennedy was shot.  We won't forget Watergate, the Patty Hearst drama, Reagan being shot, Martin Luther King, Jr. being shot.  We wont forget Kent State, We won't forget Lincoln being shot or the four young black girls that died in South Alabama needlessly. We won't forget Oklahoma City.  We won't forget Pearl Harbor.  We won't forget the day Jesus died on the cross to save our souls.

WE WON'T EVER FORGET.