by Lois Jamieson
Today we take a quiet moment to remember 9/11/2001. This is the day terrorists high jacked U.S. airliners and carried out deadly attacks on the United States.
I will bet many of you remember exactly where you were and what you were doing the moment you heard or saw pictures of the attack.
Just as I remember the day and the moment, on December 7, 1941, when the Japanese Imperial Army bombed the U.S. naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. That was the day that World War II began for the United States. I was 12 years old. Within a few months, both my step-father and my uncle were sent off to war, and later, my older brother.
I remember where I was and what I was doing on Friday, November 22, 1963, the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated.
I remember where I was and what I was doing on April 4, 1968, the day Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was shot dead.
Let us hope and pray that there are no more days, like these, to remember.