Innocence died that day. Maybe it died a lot earlier for some Americans, but not for me. And I hope and pray our various government agencies are ever vigilant to prevent such a terrible attack from ever occurring on American soil again. But I'm not sure they are. So citizens must also be on their guard.
Another thing I'd noted earlier that lovely morning as I was filling my car up with gas--a plane that struck me as odd. It was too white, too big, too shiny to be flying that low over my hometown of Harrisonburg in the Shenandoah Valley. I don't know much about aircraft but remember saying to myself, 'Something about that plane...' I later learned the route the airliner took that crashed into the Pentagon in Washington would have taken it over us at the time. Gave me chills, But what could anyone on the ground have done wondering about a plane that seemed wrong? Report it if you ever see another. Here's an idea, don't let anyone who doesn't want to learn how to land a plane, pilot one. Airport security need to stop bullying the elderly and little girls with teddy bears and figure out who's actually likely to pose a threat on an airplane. But that wouldn't be pc.
*Public domain image of a rescue worker
