Today marks the twelfth anniversary of the attacks on the World Trade Center towers, Pentagon, and the crash of Flight 93 in Pennsylvania, September 11, 2001.
Personally I spent the day reliving memories of that day. I’ve written about it before and don’t need to repeat myself.
I can only imagine what those who went through that day as part of the chaos, and the families of those killed, must go through, every day. Today has to be the worst.
So today I am filled with resolve that I will do whatever I can to make sure this never happens again. Yes, I know that’s bold talk for a one-eyed fat man, but by that I mean I will be ever alert, ever vocal, ever resolute. I’m not sure our country is any safer or better off than we were on September 10, 2001. I want to think we are, after all, there have been no successful attacks of any size on American soil since.
I also want to think the enormous expenditure of men and resources has bought us something, even if it’s experience points.
So what I resolve is to go forward and make America better, at least my part. To be alert, to be prepared, to be involved, to be armed, to be informed.