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UNSUNG HEROES OF 9/11......
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Yesterday was a day that went down in the history of US as one of the most horrendous. And so, i wasn't surprised to come across many blogs penned on the lines of 9/11..
But it was touching to come across one sensational blog about someone who was directly involved with the gory happenings and i was moved to experience the true feelings through the exceptional writing skills of the blogger..
So, here i am, sharing an excerpt with all of you..
" In 2000, Wayne and Nancy, along with their four small children, moved from Iceland to a military base in Washington, D.C. where Wayne took up his new position working in the United States Pentagon. From their street where their new house sat, they could even see the Pentagon across the Potomac River....
On the morning of September 11, 2001, it was a normal morning, with a normal breakfast, and normal farewell as Wayne kissed the wife of his youth and their children good-bye. There was no special, foreboding music playing in the background of Nancy's mind as she turned to clean off the breakfast dishes and prepare the older children for yet another day of homeschooling.
So the morning went until suddenly a tremendous, unrealistic crash was heard off in the distance. Wondering what that was, Nancy still plowed on with her children until shortly they all jumped as they heard a pounding on the door. Someone was hysterical. She ran to the door only to have her neighbor collapse in her arms sobbing, "THEY'VE BEEN HIT. THE PENTAGON!" Nancy let go of her friend, raced out the door, down the street to the gathering group of military wives, to discover to her horror, the Pentagon was up in flames. Smoke billowed up in the air. They could smell it from where they were standing. They had no idea what happened. They all thought the entire building had been bombed. The women hugged each other and cried. Nancy's children cried...
It didn't take but an hour for the first of the neighbors to receive a call from her husband. "Honey, I'm alright. I made it out of the building safely. I love you. I'm coming home. I'll see you soon." Like popcorn, that seemed to start all the phones ringing with just about the same message. By the end of the following hour, every single one of the women had talked to her husband. All of the men were safe.
All but one. One phone remained deadly silent. One woman quietly sat amongst her friends. Friends who no longer knew what to say to her.
That phone was Nancy's....
Late in the afternoon/early evening, Nancy's phone rang. We had all avoided calling her in order to keep her line free. With a hopeful heart, she picked up the receiver in her kitchen and choked out, "Hello?"
A man on the other end cleared his voice. It wasn't Wayne. It wasn't her father. It wasn't our father-in-law. It wasn't my husband.
It was the call that every military wife fears deep in her heart when her husband is sent off to serve his duty to our country.
"Ma'am?"
"yes?"
"This is General Patrick Morris. Am I speaking to the wife of Lieutenant Commander, Wayne Smith?"
With a cry, Nancy let the phone fall to the ground as her knees gave out and she crumpled to a heap on the floor. One of the neighbor's grabbed the phone and said, "I'm her friend, who is this?"
After only a moment's pause, she let out a loud whoop! She shouted to Nancy, "He's safe! He's fine! ......"
What actually happened? Why didn't Nancy's husband call earlier? Where was he? ...
There's answers to these questions plus a lot more unbelievable account of the gruesome 9/11 happenings at Pentagon at the original blog site. And for once, i am going to have to redirect you all to the same for the whole touching story. This is respecting the blogger's wishes that her blog not be published elsewhere.
And trust me, you do want to read all that she has to say @ http://thewoodenporch.blogspot.com/
(The author of the blog, by the way, is none other than Wayne's sister-in-law)
So, tell me... do any of you have such stories to share from your personal experience?! or have come across a touching blog like this one? Then please do post a link in the comment's section so i can post it here on Blogcatcher to share with all !
Meanwhile, take care and live life to the fullest!