Peace be with you. *extends hands across our small oceans*

Lacie dear you never have to say more. *hugs back and then steals some of that fine fosters from Lacies fridge*

Aw Lace....*the fight over the last few weeks to not dissolve into tears at each mention of tomorrow is immediately lost at such a simply heartfelt comment*

*sniffle*

I may have posted this somewhere else on the board sometime during the last year, but I'm not sure where, and if so, I apologize for the redundancey. *s*

9/11/01
You think it's under control
You're sure it's well-guarded & managed
behind this large oaken door in your head
Under a sign saying "Authorized Personnel Only"...
but then it happens-

a flag rolls by,
America the Beautiful plays on the radio,
firemen charge out of the station
off to rescue more lives,
policemen drive by
making you feel protected-

and it happens:

the door bursts wide
those inside look up in complete startlement...
and the tears begin.
Small at first,
then more-
'til they're running down your face
in all their unvarnished woe.

And you realize,
yet again,
that no door,
and no amount of time
will protect any of us
From the devastating loss...
nor will anything bring forth
such pure, unadulterated
pride in our country
and our fellow humans.
It can't be delegated to
a safe-viewing area of our minds-

it IS us, part of us,
in our air,
our breath,
our hearts.

We will not forget.


12/12/01
K. Miller

my turn and this one is on the muse site

She stands in the meadow
A grave at her feet
He died saving strangers
From the Flames and the heat
From a grave made of metal
He showed her the way
With the fear and the horror
He'd not planned to stay

This son of freedom
This man of courage
An angels Hero
His daughters pride
With delusions divotion
They Stole him in a moment
In our time of weakness
He paid freedoms price

He Stands in the meadow
A grave at his feet
She died in the rubble
With the flames and the heat
From a grave made of metal
She'd saved him that day
Through the fear and the horror
She showed him the way

She is his angel
His hearts only wish
The needfull freedoms savior
Her sons joyfull light
Guiltless Blameless
She's Courage Defined
In our time of weakness
She showed us the way

Awed we watch
Innocent Angels of light
Two desperate Heros'
Paying freedoms price.

Incredible Laurelrose...absolutely incredible. *s*

Why was it not forseen,
and since it was not,why are we not looking deeper into this

ah, the 'blame' game. doesn't change the fact that it happened, nor will it really help. i't s done and there is no taking it back. What concievable purpose will- we knew it would happen but did nothing- serve? None. grieve and mourn and help those who you can. that's all that matters now.

Please, let us not desecrate this place that has been set aside to pay our respects by injecting politics.
Thank You.

*lays a wreath*

Lights a candle for all we've lost, and lights another for all we've gained. Now I'll add my own poem to the rest. I dedicate this to the Firemen and police who answered the call that day:

Those Who Answered
C2001

The bravest and the finest
Those who answered the call
Intrepidly entered the walls of Death
As a Sacrifice for us all

Those who killed so many
Attempting to appease their God
In vain left their place on Earth
Cursed by the bloodshed on this sod

But those who laid down their lives
To save so many, unknown, others
Gave the purest possible gift
To a World full of sisters and brothers

Something unexpectedly unavoidable
Happened on that dreadful day
Thousands of martyrs were, in the fire, forged
As the furnace burned mortal frailty away


There exists no honor for those
Who have made martyrs, (We may surmise)
And upon them, their own God turns his back
As for the martyrs they made, their Prophet Cries

Yet accolades and honor welcomes
Those who answered the call
Willingly walking from this life
As a Sacrifice for us all

For seen is not always forwarned. who would have beleived such idiocy... no this could not have been prevented. in a truely free country even horror is a choice.

but now let us be amazed and wonder at the miricals and the angels thatwere born to save those that survived. Let us be amazed rather at all those people who listened to the still small voice in their harts and managed not to be in dangers way, or rather were far enough down the towers to be able to get to safety.

let anger be banished and reason prevail and ... let us all get amazingly drunk tonight on guinnes and whisky.

slante

To Freedom and her heros

(blushing) i made a speach didn't i.. opps *hic*

::in her sarry (sp) veil places a single white rose and a fatima hand on the ground:: this is for ALL that died. the inocents and the Arabs. i'm part Trabal Gypsy so i shed a tear for all that died.

*Lays wreath * A senseless waste of innocent human life. Many heroes acted in selfless action to save or attempt to save lives. Some succeded, others failed, but all involved with this terrible event will never be forgotten no matter what nationality or religion they are. All who perished are in our thoughts. We have a new Kernewek (Cornish) hero, Rick Rescorla, adopted American, decorated Vietnam veteran and vice president of security at Morgan Stanley at the WTC.
RIP Rick and all who died with you.*Raises glass in salute then drinks*

To all the Police Officers (New York's Finest) and Firemen (New York's Bravest) who served their country in time of need on September 11,2001, you are the real heroes in this tragedy and we remember you with greatful and loving hearts!

*adds a simple red rose for the Port Authority*

"'The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.'" -Haldir the Elf, Lord of the Rings Book II Chapter 6 by J.R.R. Tolkien

The relatives of the victims must be experiencing that hollow nothingness all over again.
All they have left really, is a slow struggle back to some form of normality,
and the knowledge that nothing can restore what they have lost.
The void that exist after the destruction of the towers is probably an accurate enough metaphor.
Anyway, god bless for what it's worth.

Also, I have to take me hat off to the passengers of flight 93, which crashed in Pennsylvania.
Probably not as well documented as the others, despite the fact they did go down beating the bejeezus out off the kidnappers.
That takes guts, considering they were aware of the outcome of the other flights.
Here's to em' and who's like em, very few.

...ALWAYS REMEMBER THE HEROES and NEVER FORGET THE VICTIMS...

We all lost a lot of really good people. This tragedy has changed us all more than we realize and all I can do is pray for Peace On Earth and the souls of the dearly departed. The old saying "action speaks louder than words" comes to mind. It's easy to talk & pray. I lost many good friends that day and I'm making it a point to reach out to my neighbor and make a difference in their lives. From now on until the end of my life, I hope I can be as positive a person in peoples lives as some of those who are gone were to me in my life. That's the best way to honor the passing of soo many people. Show the world what the power of love, faith & humanity can do.
God Bless Everyone!

I am not sure of the power of Love, Faith and Humanity, Fionn. Depends what/whom you love, what or whom you give you faith, which results in a cultural humanity. I do, however, believe you are very, very correct - the goal to be a positive participant in ones own and others lives is the answer. Perhaps a lesson for us all from time to time; I know it is relevant to me.

(after thought – every ‘do gooder’ and ‘busy-body’ I have ever known has considered themselves to be a Positive Contributor!! LOL)

The best acts of kindness are the anonymous kind Lacie.

... and that means?? I'm sorry, Fionn, I don't see the connection.

Peace...
...please

Nothing but Peace meant, guest. I honestly don't understand what Fionn meant, and I would like to. I agreed with his philosophy.

lacie i think what he means is something like this. an anominous letter of encouragement, a bag of groceries on the doorstep for those who can not afford food. helping someone to cross the road, opening a door for someone who has their hands full. giving cumfort if not your name. A smile of understanding on a dark day and a hug when you are down. simple curtisy's and quiet help when it is needed. sometimes only listening will do the trick.

(hugs to everyone)

remember the miricals

even for husbands, who abandoned their wife and kids, paying alimony and child support would be a great act of humanity.

Thanks Laurelrose, you have the idea. What I said Lacie was in part "making it a point to reach out to my neighbor and make a difference in their lives". When you do that sort of good deed, you don't always need to take credit for it. Sometimes it's great to do things anonymously. Have you ever paid a toll for the person behind you just for the heck of it? Try it sometime.... you'll make someones day and maybe even start a chain reaction of good things. If not then at least you tried aye?

Laurelrose -- your sentiments are commendable, but you really do need to invest in a dictionary; your spelling is atrocious.

Ouch! If we were all judged by our spelling (or misspelling), there'd be few people here. As such, noone comments, except ourselves in regard to our own mess-ups. Keeps things cheery, and less schoolroom-like. *g*

ditto Laurelrose. I'd also like to add that I'd much prefer someone who can communicate and cannot spell over someone who can spell and cannot communicate. One other thing guest, if you were really concerned about Laurelrose you could have clicked on her name and sent an anonymous e-mail (there are ways) to help her out. Instead you chose to take a shot at her because her spelling bothered you? Trust me, you should spend so much time on other more constructive things.

The defensive comments following my remark were so predictable, I had to smile. Apparently, constructive criticism has also been sacrificed on the holy altar of "Political Correctness." Disregard the fact we're fast becoming a nation of illiterates -- just so long as no one ( not...
"noone") gets their feelings hurt! When communicating through the written word, one
should try their best to be literate... no matter
what they have to say. Help is only a dictionary
away. I can only hope laziness is the culprit
behind most spelling mistakes. Furthermore, mine
was not a personal attack on Laurelrose... merely an observation. As for not contacting her
personally... why haven't one of you? You're her
friends. Or don't YOU care enough to tell her!
Lastly, among my varied shortcomings, "communicating" isn't one of them... and trying to
raise the level of literacy certainly could be viewed as "constructive."

P.S. I do plead guilty for addressing this issue
under the topic of 9/11. I should have opened a new discussion topic, and for that I apologize.

Dear Guest, I do not believe that Laurelrose is being lazy, she probably is doing her best. Don't you think that if Laurelrose knew she was spelling words incorrectly she would have corrected them herself? The fact that she or anyone else (not any one else) mis pels something *winks* is their business and not mine. So long as I understand what they're (not their) trying to say I can be forgiving and overlook (not over look) it.

That's so nice of you to decide that this venue would suffice your ambitions of teaching the world some literacy. If you'd like to teach or if poor language bothers you that much then (not than) go and teach some people who wish to be taught and stop belittling people here and then become argumentive about your position. This is NOT the place for lectures or corrections. We are whom we are and not what you'd like us to be.
SOoooo..... in my best Brooklynese I say, "Fuhgedabowtid" (Spelling?)

AND I AM (not I'm) THE LAST PERSON IN THE WORLD WHO IS pOlItIcAlLy CoRrEcT !! I just don''t like snobs!

P.S. ( I hope this post brings yet another pleasurable smile to your face).

*cracks up and glares at the space bar which (not witch) began the whole (not hole) 'no one' debacle* Glad to know there's a bit of predictability somewhere in the world...since the rest of it is in need of some Metamucil (predictable, regular....'close enough for goverment work' as my boss says).

*giggles and wanders back out*

I just looked up and noticed that one of the two white 7-day candles that I lit on 9/11 has gone out. The other is not far behind. It's only been 5 days....seems they'd prayers too numerous to count to take with them. *smiles* I'm certain that they helped.

Pardon the ignorance BUT....
What's a 7-Day Candle and how many prayers is it supposed to have??

(grins) ah well i think poor guest is in need of some of Irelands best. and then maybe a few of my favorite's(long island ice teas) and a realisation that i am not american. and i don't think a lot of us are. as for nations. on the internet there are none, here we are family

(walt'z over and smootches guest on his silly cheek before retiring to her work, which is what she is doing while she is typing which should explain everything since she is doing five things at once)

LR

the silly queen

But I AM a teacher... and, as such, would feel remiss if I didn't encourage improvement.

No matter... be as "cute" as you wish... I think I made my point.

(You can lead a horse to water...etc.!)

But enough said on the subject... it's becoming
tedious.

Sincerely,
the -up with literacy - "snob"

My sister has a horse, and she advises people to refrain from leading it to water, or anywhere for that matter, because in all probability it will kick them in the face.

Laurelrose -- if you are, indeed, struggling with English as a second language, you have a valid excuse... and I apologize if my comment hurt your feelings. I, myself, speak Irish Gaelic, Greek and Spanish; however, I'm not nearly proficient enough to attempt writing in those languages. But if I had to, I wouldn't do so without the help of the appropriate dictionary.

And... even though I'm a *she* and not a "he," I appreciate the "smootches" gesture as a token of your forgiveness.

The "snob"

Brings an olive branch for peace, a shaft of wheat for prosperity, and a tureen of water with a plate of pebbles to remind us all that even the smallest act of kindness, and the smallest act of selfishness ripples out reaching far beyond its origin. Peace to all, for all, in all of humanity.

Orin -- Thank you for the advice on horses... and
if I ever get one, I'll certainly keep it in mind. Although, a horse on a Fort Lauderdale beach might
present a problem... (you know, all that sand-kicking in everybody's face)!


The "snob" (I kinda like that. I've been called other things before... but never that. I'm wondering if it could be some... subliminal, undiscovered aspect of my shameless, Bohemian personality?)

Guest, your a Teach? HHhhmm.... then I too apologize for being a tad too chivalrous. I now understand why you were soooo passionate. I too speak a second language, "GIBBERISH". I am very fluent especially with a few pints in me (and sometimes not). So now we can all kiss and make-up? Let's see.... Laurelrose, Raven, the Bohemian Guest & moi !! Sorry Orin, if I included you then I'd have to share. *LMAO* I don't share well!

*puckers up and awaits the fair lasses apologetic gesture* ;)

*aims her fist at fionn's puckered lips and........................................................................................................* swoops up raven so he can give him a kiss.

*g*

Fionn -- Now that all is forgiven, does that mean I should relinquish my "snob" handle in favor of, say... Bo (not as in *Peep* -- albeit, that would be apt -- but as in Bohemian)?

We have several terrific Irish pubs in the Fort Lauderdale area, so if you're ever down this way,
you can collect on your well-deserved *pucker-upper.* (You're a very funny guy!)

Orin -- Please overlook my defensive sarcasm regarding your very wise advice. (Only a true Celt could have put it the way you did.) It's just that it's not my style to do so. Sometimes you have to do what you feel is right... despite the risk of getting a kick in the face.

The "snob"

Ft. Lauderdale aye? HHhhmm..... well you never know guest. Do they have a good wine selection? I'm a wine snob myself *cringes* Drop me a note sometime Guest.... dermotfarley@yahoo.com and yes, as anyone here can attest, that is my real name.

AND SO FOLKS.... the 9/11 Memoriam ends on a positive note where everyone kisses and makes up. Something to be hopeful for in a world full of tension, treachery and anger. "Peace on Earth, Goodwill Towards ALL Humankind" DFF

Perhaps 9/11 should be named the International Day of Peace, Where for one day all of Mankind lays down their weapons, suspends their plans, and attacks, and prepares a banquet for their enemies, and for twenty-four hours, declares Peace. Once this is done, perhaps people will find it impossible to remember why they were supposed to hate the person they spent Peace Day laughing and eating with.

Send this suggestion to everyone on your e-mail list, if you agree with it. Next 9/11 lets send the world a message, Peace through Mutual Understanding is the key to our survival.

Amen, Raven!

In memory of the 9/11 Anniversary, gives this website of Jim McGregor, a Langley, BC (Canada) Fire Chief, who wrote a poem in honour of the firefighters and all those lost in the 9/11 attacks on the W.T.C. The poem has been used to raise funds for the families of those who were lost on that terrible day:

www.jleecreativeproductions.com/poetry.html

Click on "Climb Higher"

To quote from another poem: "We will remember them"

Link to Poem is all the above is about...