Yesterday, December 7, 1941 - a date which will live in infamy - the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan. - President Franklin D. Roosevelt. I still have the sound bite in my head of President Franklin D. Roosevelt speaking of the atrocity of the attack on Pearl Harbor. Unfortunately, I have a visual of the atrocity of September 11, 2011, and that day will also live in infamy. I was at my desk at school, in central office, when we were notified of the first plane going into the twin towers. Jack Keeney who had started working in central office that year because he only had from July until October to work until he could retire, after several years of being our middle school principal, came to the door of our offices and said you are not going to believe what has just happened. All of us girls, 5 or 6 huddled around the one television set that was hung in our mailroom and watched as the second plane flew without a moment of conscious hesitation into the second twin tower. We were speechless. It was as if someone had brought in a movie and put into our, then, VCR and was playing something that was not real. How could this happen. Who would do this to us? We suddenly became One Nation under God as we asked who had done this to “us.” We stood there in disbelief each of our eyes were glassy with tears and there was this hush of silence that was almost nauseating.
I did not know anyone who lost their lives on that horrible day; however, I cannot say that I was not affected by the events of that day for I was. I can remember coming home and staying glued to the television set as I watched the replay of the entire terrible event. I cried for those who lost their lives, I cried with those who had lost loved ones and I looked at the faces of those whose pictures hung for they listed as missing. We decided not to tell my grandfather about the events of that day for he was in the process of dying and went home to be with the Lord on September 26, 2001. My grandfather was a very patriotic man who had been in World War II. He was a man who loved his faith, family and country and he would have been so grieved if he had known what had happen in the country that he loved so passionately. I was thankful that we could spare him the tragic tale of that unforgettable day. Alan Jackson said it beautifully in the song that he wrote for September 11 and I believe God smiled down upon him for writing it. I looked up infamy in the Merriam Webster Dictionary and it stated, evil reputation brought about by something grossly criminal, shocking, or brutal. September 11, 2001, was criminal, shocking, and brutal and I hope that our Nation never has to endure anything as horrific ever again.