In Memory of All Those Who Lost Their Lives
September 11, 2001

In Remembrance - March 11, 2002

Towers of Light

Editorial from Romanian Newspaper:

When you think the US isn't thought well of all over the world, read this editorial from a Romanian Newspaper.

~An Ode to America~

Why are Americans so united? They don't resemble one another even if you paint them! They speak all the languages of the world and form an astonishing mixture of civilizations. Some of them are nearly extinct, others are incompatible with one another, and in matters of religious beliefs, not even God can count how many they are. Still, the American tragedy turned three hundred million people into a hand put on the heart. 

Nobody rushed to accuse the White House, the army, the secret services that they are only a bunch of losers. 

Nobody rushed to empty their bank accounts. Nobody rushed on the streets nearby to gape about.

The Americans volunteered to donate blood and to give a helping hand. After the first moments of panic, they raised the flag on the smoking ruins, putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colors of the national flag. They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in every place and on every car a minister or the president was passing. On every occasion they started singing their traditional song: "God Bless America!". 

Silent as a rock, I watched the charity concert broadcast on Saturday once, twice, three times, on different TV channels. There were Clint Eastwood, Willie Nelson, Robert de Niro, Julia Roberts, Cassius Clay, Jack Nicholson, Bruce Springsteen, Sylvester Stalone, James Wood, and many others whom no film or producers could ever bring together. The American's solidarity spirit turned them into a choir. Actually, choir is not the word. What you could hear was the heavy artillery of the American soul.

What neither George W. Bush, nor Bill Clinton, nor Colin Powell could say without facing the risk of stumbling over words and sounds, was being heard in a great and unmistakable way in this charity concert. I don't know how it happened that all this obsessive singing of America didn't sound croaky, nationalist, or ostentatious! It made you green with envy because you weren't able to sing for your country without running the risk of being considered chauvinist, ridiculous, or suspected of who-knows-what mean interests.

I watched the live broadcast and the rerun of its rerun for hours listening to the story of the guy who went down one hundred floors with a woman in a wheelchair without knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey player, who fought with the terrorists and prevented the plane from hitting a target that would have killed other hundreds or thousands of people.

How on earth were they able to bow before a fellow human? Imperceptibly, with every word and musical note, the memory of some turned into a modern myth of tragic heroes. And with every phone call, millions and millions of dollars were put in a collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family, but a spirit which nothing can buy.

What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way? Their land? Their galloping history? Their economic power? Money? I tried for hours to find an answer, humming songs and murmuring phrases gt; which risk of sounding like common places. I thought things over, but I reached only one conclusion.

Only freedom can work such miracles!

Like everyone, I've been aghast at what has happened this week.  It brings back a lot of feelings of loss and my heart just goes out to all those lost or injured and their families.  Just wanted to share something I wrote Wednesday evening as I tried to sort out some of my feelings. 


In the splendor of a Fall morning,
while the sun was busy lighting the peaks
and illuminating the corners 
of man-made mountains and valleys,
a quartet of silver birds
meant for the good of all
became weapons of death
in the hands of madmen
daring to pose as God.

And the mountains fell,
the valleys filled,
and a stunning stillness
quieted life’s wonder.

Tears flowed,
hearts were broken,
and anger bubbled up
with cries of retribution
while currents of the world
rushed to judgement
and hurting voices
demanded hate for hate.

But in the midst of the terror
and inflow of consuming fear, 
we heard a simple song 
ringing through the gloom,
and we saw glowing faces
moving with transcendent motion
toward distant fields of glory.

This moment, this day,
must not be defined 
by the pull of vengeance
but by the spirit of singing. 

Let us come together
and bravely lift our voices
in a song of overcoming.

Let us feel freedom’s wind
blowing fresh upon our faces.

Let the blessed memories
of happier days and times
linger here in this uncertain present.

And let us sway with love’s familiar words
as we sing our brothers and sisters
all the way home.

Harold G. Hopkins, 9-12-01
Lawrenceville, Ga

A Hurt So Deep

Two towers that represented our red, white, and blue, 
Two symbols no longer a part of a beautiful view. 

Lady Liberty still stands with tears on her cheek, 
Wishing she had a voice so that she could speak. 

She would cry out with the pain that all of us feel, 
Knowing that this tragedy is all so horribly real! 

She would whisper the names of all those that have died, 
While holding her head up with a stubborn, great pride. 

For she knows that the terrorists are now being sought, 
Punishment will be given for the havoc they brought. 

Innocent people that left home for work that day, 
Not aware of the price that they were to pay. 

Sons, daughters, mothers, dads, people of all races, 
Many from New York, but also many other places. 

A shock to the Free World, a hurt that is so deep, 
Even the toughest, stop, think, then they too weep! 

May God guide those in what is done to respond, 
Dear Lord help us tomorrow and all that’s beyond! 

  Dan Bryl, Lawrenceville, Ga

Leonard Pitts 
Miami Herald 

It's my job to have something to say. 

They pay me to provide words that help make sense of that which troubles the American soul. But in this moment of airless shock when hot tears sting disbelieving eyes, the only thing I can find to say, the only words that seem to fit, must be addressed to the unknown author of this suffering.

You monster. You beast. You unspeakable bastard. 

What lesson did you hope to teach us by your coward's attack on our World Trade Center, our Pentagon, us? What was it you hoped we would learn? Whatever it was, please know that you failed. 

Did you want us to respect your cause? You just damned your cause. 

Did you want to make us fear? You just steeled our resolve. 

Did you want to tear us apart? You just brought us together. 

Let me tell you about my people. We are a vast and quarrelsome family, a family rent by racial, social, political and class division, but a family nonetheless. We're frivolous, yes, capable of expending tremendous emotional energy on pop cultural minutiae -- a singer's revealing dress, a ball team's misfortune, a cartoon mouse. We're wealthy, too, spoiled by the ready availability of trinkets and material goods, and maybe because of that, we walk through life with a certain sense of blithe entitlement. We are fundamentally decent, though -- peace-loving and compassionate. We struggle to know the right thing and to do it. And we are, the overwhelming majority 
of us, people of faith, believers in a just and loving God. 

Some people -- you, perhaps -- think that any or all of this makes us weak. You're mistaken. We are not weak. Indeed, we are strong in ways that cannot be measured by arsenals. 

Yes, we're in pain now. We are in mourning and we are in shock. We're still 
grappling with the unreality of the awful thing you did, still working to 
make ourselves understand that this isn't a special effect from some 
Hollywood blockbuster, isn't the plot development from a Tom Clancy novel.
Both in terms of the awful scope of their ambition and the probable final
death toll, your attacks are likely to go down as the worst acts of 
terrorism in the history of the United States and, probably, the history of 
the world. You've bloodied us as we have never been bloodied before. 

But there's a gulf of difference between making us bloody and making us 
fall. This is the lesson Japan was taught to its bitter sorrow the last time 
anyone hit us this hard, the last time anyone brought us such abrupt and
monumental pain. When roused, we are righteous in our outrage, terrible in 
our force. When provoked by this level of barbarism, we will bear any 
suffering, pay any cost, go to any length, in the pursuit of justice. 

I tell you this without fear of contradiction. I know my people, as you, I 
think, do not. What I know reassures me. It also causes me to tremble with
dread of the future. 

In the days to come, there will be recrimination and accusation, fingers
pointing to determine whose failure allowed this to happen and what can be 
done to prevent it from happening again. There will be heightened security,
misguided talk of revoking basic freedoms. We'll go forward from this moment
sobered, chastened, sad. But determined, too. Unimaginably determined.

You see, the steel in us is not always readily apparent. That aspect of our 
character is seldom understood by people who don't know us well. On this
day, the family's bickering is put on hold. 

As Americans we will weep, as Americans we will mourn, and as Americans, we 
will rise in defense of all that we cherish. 

So I ask again: What was it you hoped to teach us? It occurs to me that
maybe you just wanted us to know the depths of your hatred. If that's the
case, consider the message received. And take this message in exchange: You 
don't know my people. You don't know what we're capable of. You don't know
what you just started. 

But you're about to learn.

 Sharon Bryant 
  September 2001 

You have seen me in this nation 
And in countries worldwide 
I show who I am 
With dignity and pride 

I've flown on beaches 
And in trenches with every race 
I've made it to the moon 
When I flew in outer space 

I have seen every battlefield 
That there is to see 
I have flown proudly for sons and daughters 
Who believed in my dignity 

I stand for America 
The greatest nation on earth 
And again I shall fly proudly 
To show my nation's worth 

My stars represent a nation
That is united as one 
And NO ONE on earth
Will ever make my colors run 

I am loved by many 
I am feared by many more 
I am a piece of cloth 
Who guides my nation in war 

I was there in Germany 
I also flew in Guam 
I led my nation in Korea 
I was there in Vietnam 

I will lead my nation 
As I have always done 
I stand for Freedom 
Because my colors never run 

I will give HOPE 
As I have done all my life 
For every man child and woman 
For every husband and wife 

My stars fly gallantly 
For the states in the USA 
My stripes are for the colonies 
We've come a long way 

I've been saluted and honored 
>From shore to shore 
Some call me "Old Glory" 
A name I adore 

 I am HOPE, for ONE nation 
The land from where I came 
America the beautiful 

The time may be delayed,
the manner may be unexpected, 
but the answer is sure to come. 
Not a tear of sacred sorrow, 
not a breathe of holy desire poured out to God will ever be lost,
but in God's own time and way
will be wafted back again in clouds of mercy, 
and fall in showers of blessings on you, 
and on those for whom you pray.

St. Terese

Firemen going up WTC Tower One  while people are evacuating....

I saw the person on TV who took a lot of those pictures inside the building stairway...
and he said he had found out that this fireman did make it back out alive. 
He was on with Diane Sawyer.  ~Jolyn

True Heros....responding to the Call of Their Fellow Americans......

John Labriola captured these dramatic images of office workers evacuating Tower One of the World Trade Center on September 11 during the attacks. Labriola is an independent contractor with the Port Authority of New York & New Jersey on the 71st floor of the building and managed to escape with no injuries.

To Donate Directly or send Condolences to the Families of these Brave Firefighters and EMS
go to the following web site.....International Association of Firefighters

As most of us stopped, to see the fire in the sky, 
you were in the trucks, passing us by. 
As the unthinkable horror, makes us shed a tear, 
you entered the building, in your rescue gear. 
As we sat in panic, praying for no more
you were climbing the stairs, floor by floor. 
We sat confused, awed, and in strife
you were looking, hoping, and praying for life. 
As the building came down, we feared you would too. 
But God gave you wings, and instead you flew. 

-- Poem by Devin Siebold, Age 16
Melbourne, Fl. 

Wall of Prayers - Ground Zero

A Nation that Stands Together Forever As One
by Kaye Des’Ormeaux

On September 11, 2001, America was terrorized
by faceless cowards who tried to tear us apart.
Little did they know that they only drew us closer;
Made us one Nation united under one heart.

Yes, America is a Nation of many nationalities;
We may have our differences but we stand as ONE.
When you chose to use our own airplanes as weapons,
You instantly knew all you could do was run.

The whole world saw your acts of destruction.
And, they instantly came to our defense.
For they know America stands for freedom.
And we will not stand for the murder of innocence.

Yes, you chose to attack America on our home soil.
Oh, you did it with the wrong President in control.
 He will remember each face of the Americans you killed.
And he will bring you out of your deepest hole.

This has been referred to as another Pearl Harbor.
They, too soon realized their act of defiant.
For when they informed the Emperor what they'd done,
He said, I'm afraid we've awakened a sleeping giant.

Sixty years later, you've awaken that same Sleeping Giant.
She shall not sleep again until each of you are found.
For you took it upon yourself to attack Americans.
Now you must pay for the blood spilt on our home ground.

Americans & the world saw the destruction you caused.
Oh you turned America into a battle zone.
But around the world, our Allies came to our aid.
They took our hand & let us know we're not in this alone.

You thought by bringing terror to our great country,
you could destroy a beautiful & glorious land.
Instead, you just reminded us what we stand for ...
And that's something you faceless cowards can't understand.

Oh yes, you have hurt us more than you can know.
But there’s no way you can comprehend.
We are united even stronger as a nation of freedom.
And this same freedom we shall forever defend.

You may have thought you could destroy us;
America ... the land of the free & the brave.
Oh but your actions drew us even closer together.
As one strong nation, we'll send you to your grave.

For you have brought America & others to our knees.
Oh but we have not fallen in despair.
Your evil deeds have touched the entire world ...
And brought us all to our knees in prayer.

To the many thousands that lost their lives that day,
may you shine upon us with every morning sun.
And know that each of you shall be loved & remembered
by a Nation that Stands Together Forever as One.

~God Bless America~
Copyright 2001 Kaye Des’Ormeaux
September 28, 2001

This was done on September 22, 2001.  72,000 people gathered in San Diego 
to remember those lost and suffering after this terrible assault.  I took my three
daughters with me.  We are part of the unity circle around the flag.  The
flag was made of 6000 representing the number of people killed in the
terrorist attacks (before increases to the WTC total were announced).

The web site to go to for more information is

God Bless America (all of us)
Alonda H-D.

The Lady in the Harbor

There is a Lady in the harbor, holding a torch to guide our way 
She stands diligently by, both night and day. 
And if you look close you may see the tears in her eye 
Her heart has been broken, as she faithfully stands by. 

She holds the torch of Freedom, a beacon in the dark 
And she never waivers, no matter what terror may embark. 
She stands straight and true, encouraging others to follow her guiding light 
And we as Americans must support her, go on even in this dark night. 

For we are her voice, and her message we must send out 
That we stand together as one, Terrorist take of this no doubt! 
We will prevail, come out shinning true 
As we embrace the Lady in the harbor, draped in Red, White& Blue. 

God Bless America!! 

Sheila Simmons, Dallas, GA


God Bless America

I watched as we all did 
As I saw a nation cry 
I said a prayer for the families 
I couldn't believe my eyes 

I feel it takes a coward 
To do what has been done 
America has been wounded 
But UNITED we stand as one 

My heart goes out to each family 
Whose life was hurt today 
I wish I had the answers 
To why a coward instructed this way 

I have to keep my faith 
I have to say a prayer 
For all of us in America 
And in the world everywhere 

God Bless our military men 
Who are being sent out today 
May prayers keep them safe 
On this fall September day 

To New York City I send 
Prayers from my state, your way 
The country feels your pain 
Emotions are running high today 

May God Bless us all 
No matter where we live 
America has been wounded 
My prayers to you I give 

Sharon Bryant, Alabama USA 

(Dublin, Ireland)

The Day After

They tried to knock us to our knees.
They dealt a crushing blow.
We stood and watched in terror as
The peace we’ve come to know

Was sliced by planes made missiles,
And torn from hearts that wept.
‘Twas trampled ‘neath the bloody dust,
In ways we can’t accept.

As colleagues ran in terror
From all engulfing fires,
We witnessed heros in the smoke
Who’s bravery yet inspires.

We saw a mighty cityscape
Collapse before our eyes.
We listened as it crushed our hopes,
And stilled those muted cries.

But rising from those ashes,
A country proud and tough
Who standing tall and strong once more
Will call that coward’s bluff.

They can not daunt our spirit.
This country will prevail.
Together we can ride this storm,
And stand against the gale.

Through ashes, carnage, rubble 
Our spirit will endure.
Security alone was breached.
Our honor stands secure.

B.V. Dahlen
~September 12, 2001

Bea Dahlen
Newport News, Virginia. 
Alias Beabea
Life itself can't give you joy, unless you really will it;
Life just gives you time and space, it's up to you to fill it.


(Nine One One)
by Linda Ellis copyright 2001

We are over the shock and disbelief,
and now the grieving has begun
for American hearts were scarred forever
on September 11, 2001.

Though these prideful hearts were wounded
and the scars may never heal,
this evil that has penetrated our borders
will only heighten the pride that we feel.

This sinister evil knows no boundaries.
It has no values, no conscience, no heart.
What other entity possesses the power
to willfully tear thousands of families apart?

No wall is impenetrable by its actions,
however massive in stature and length.
Sometimes even the mighty are tested
and forced to display their strength.

And let this be comfort to our veterans,
who are now shedding tears of dismay…
These cowards we should not call "men"
will have their very own judgement day.

The seeds of hatred they think they’ve planted
deeply in American soil
will be cultivated only by American pride
to make us MORE united, allegiant and loyal!

For they say there is strength in numbers
and those who took for granted each freedom and right
have been awakened with a new sense of resolve
to hold their freedom with fists clenched tight.

And if they believe American patriotism
is something they can annihilate or sever,
let them realize that their senseless acts
hoisted our flag to fly higher than ever!

To every husband who lost his wife
and every mother who lost her son…
a million prayers have been with you
every day since nine one one.

Linda Ellis, Marietta, GA
author of the poem "The Dash"

September 14 - National Day of Remembrance and Prayer

Two young men light candles in Brooklyn, New York on Friday to remember those lost in the World Trade Center attack.

Clergy and lay people participate in a prayer service for the victims in front of the damaged side of the Pentagon in Washington

Doves are released as Dekalb County firefighters, police officers and sheriff's deputies salute on the steps of the old Dekalb County Courthouse. 

Kelia Ramirez - San Juan, Texas

Charlotte, NC

Oracle Employees - Redwood City, CA

People gather in Chicago's Daley Plaza for a moment of silence on Friday.

Eddie Anderson, with the City of Rock Hill Public Works Department, bows his head during a community prayer service in Rock Hill, S.C., on Friday. 

Citizens of Bristol, Fla., recite the Pledge of Allegiance as they gathered on the grounds of the Liberty County court house to take part in the National Day of Prayer and Remembrance on Friday.

People holding candles are reflected in the pool at the Christian Science Church in Boston on Friday. 

 South Koreans place flowers in remembrance of the victims and families of the U.S. terrorist
attacks during an anti-terror rally in Seoul, South Korea, on Friday.

A man prays for those killed in the attacks while outside the U.S. Embassy in Moscow. 
Russians have kept up a steady steam of mourners to the embassy, 
to remember the victims and show their solidarity with Americans.

The Stars and Stripes fly as Renate Grell weeps  in front of the U.S. Embassy in Berlin on Friday,  with other Berliners who had gathered to commemorate the victims of the attacks.

A crowd observes three minutes of silence to honor victims of the attack while holding a vigil outside the U.S. Embassy in Paris.

A Sikh from the Delhi Punjabi Welfare Society participates in a Hindu ritual
near the Parliament house in New Delhi in memory of the people who
died during the attack.

Firefighters of Basel, Switzerland, hold three minutes of silence in honor of their American
firefighting counterparts who died after Tuesday's terrorist attack at the World Trade Center.

Motorists leave their cars in Kerkdriel, the Netherlands, to observe three minutes of silence in memory of the victims of the terrorist attacks in the United States.

Palestinian children light candles in the West Bank city of Hebron in memory 
of the victims of the terrorist attacks in the United States.


    More than 100 firefighters held a solemn candlelight vigil in Taiwan.

    A man prays during a Kenyan Council of Churches 
    memorial service in Nairobi, Kenya, on Friday. 

"All Of Us Today Are USA" is written on a placard outside the U.S. Embassy in Tel Aviv, where Israelis began lighting candles to show their sympathy with the American people