Erin

I was in 5th grade when the twin towers in New York were hit. I was eating breakfast with my mom and sister before school started. I remember my Dad calling my Mom in a panic and she quickly turned on the news. While I didn’t understand what those flaming buildings meant, it was undoubtedly a day that was going to change everything. In school we didn’t do any work, we simply talked and listened to the radio because the teachers were all in shock.

It wasn’t until later in the day that I was able to understand the impact of what had happened. My Dad was driving me back from the barn I rode at and we stopped at a gas station. The complete stranger at the pump next to us broke down and started crying. Now, my Dad is not a big people person, but he walked up to her and gave her a hug and tried to make her feel better. When he got back in the car he told me how the woman had just received the news that her brother didn’t make it out of the building. That moment I realized how one event could unite a nation – it was something everyone was talking about and something no one would ever forget.

And to this day, it’s apparent that no one has. God Bless America.

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