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And we shall never forget.
We woke up that day. Let us remember the sacrifices, and never forget the reason. And above all, let us remain vigilant.
I will never forget. And I will never EVER forgive.
I still remember what I was doing, what I was wearing, even the hairclip I had in my hair.
I remember crying, and trying to be happy around my babies, and I remember wanting to beat up the kid next door who said it was “so cool” how it happened. I remember going to the grocery store the following day, finding empty shelves and somber customers, and holding a little old lady who was crying in the aisle, weeping for those she didn’t know, and lamenting that she at her age could do nothing to help.
I told her she had already fought against evil, and now it was our turn. And she knew I was right.
I still remember. And while its difficult sometimes, I still strive to remember WHO it was, and not paint the followers of an entire religion with the tarred brush reserved for a smallish militant minority. But as for that militant minority…there’s a whole ‘nother level of hell being dug specifically for them. Bacon-hatin’ bass turds.
I try to not paint with a broad brush, as well. But the silence from the rest is rather deafening.
Second day of Tower Week.
The war I was looking for found me.
But I brought hell with me.
Been wondering how you’ve been, RoundHammer. Hope you are ok
Back in school as a Computer Art major, Ms.Aggie!
Oh, that’s great news! Can’t wait to see your efforts
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