dont forget

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so many people fell but so strong did we get pulled together on 9/11. The smoke rose as fast as our tears fell. We lost of mothers fathers sisters and brothers to something we never once thought could happen. we all lost so much but we also gained some stuff. As those towers fell and the blackness rose to the blue sky some of us stared on and asked why how could something like this happen some acted as heros and gave thier lifes for others. they raced against time to save the people they could while praying that God would let them return safely to thier families. Every body remembers what they were doing that day its somethign you can never forgat. sitting in my history class i had no clue what was happening i went home that day and saw those tapes and thoguth God please let this be a dream let me wake up and it not be real. But it wasnt it really happened we are still losing our brothers and sisters to something that started so long ago. We never thought that something so horrible like that could happen. that people gave up days and months on thier lives so that they could maybe help others throught this. firefighters amd police went home and held their families st least those who made it out then went right back to work to maybe save those who were still trapped. all those who died in the towers in the pentagon and those who acted as heros in that field and gav thier lifes to keep others safe we must never forget what has happened we must always honor the memory of those we lost by not forgetting. While its human to want to forget somthing so horrible we never should and we must always stand strong and respect those who are still fight and do all they can to protect us from that happening again Dont forget those who have fallen and lord knows if your strong lend that to those who arnt thats what this nation is about helping those what cant help them selfs i will never forget any thing that happened that day and for the sake of this nation i hope no one else will either
 
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Never, for as long as I live, will I ever forget.

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GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!
 
Remembering a true hero

By JOSEPH L. GALLOWAY

Knight Ridder Newspapers
FORT BENNING, Ga. - The word "hero" has been so debased and over-used in our modern society that it is almost meaningless when applied to the real thing.

This past week, here at the U.S. Army home of the infantry, several hundred people gathered for the dedication of a larger-than-life bronze statue of a real American hero named Rick Rescorla.

The statue is iconic: the young infantry 2nd lieutenant platoon leader leading the way in combat, his M-16 rifle with bayonet attached ready for use. It is based largely on the photograph on the cover of the book "We Were Soldiers Once . . . and Young," written by Lt. Gen. Hal Moore and me, which tells the story of the deadly battles in the Ia Drang Valley in the dawn of the Vietnam War.

Rescorla was a hero of the battles of Landing Zone X-Ray and Landing Zone Albany. He earned a Silver Star, the third highest military medal for heroism, for his sterling leadership of a platoon of Bravo Company 2nd Battalion 7th U.S. Cavalry, 1st Cavalry Division (Airmobile) in those battles in November of 1965.

But that statue in the home and headquarters and training ground for the mud-foot infantry was the result of unvarnished heroism long after the British-born Rescorla left the Army, became an American citizen and retired from the Army Reserve with the rank of colonel.

The statue of the young Rescorla was born out of what he did as an older, heavier civilian vice president for security for Morgan Stanley in New York City. The brokerage firm occupied 22 floors of the south tower in the World Trade Center.

Ever since the failed terrorist truck bombing in 1993 in the basement of that building, Rescorla was convinced that the terrorists would come back to finish the job. He urged Morgan Stanley to build its own low-rise high-security headquarters across the river in New Jersey where most of its employees lived. Not possible, he was told, because the firm had a long-term lease on those 22 floors.

Rescorla fought for the time and money needed for half a dozen surprise full evacuation drills each year. And, yes, he knew how much it cost to pull a couple thousand stockbrokers off their telephones. He knew and didn't care.

On September 11, 2001, Rescorla stood at the window of his office on the 66th floor and watched the tower across the way burn. The Port Authority Police squawk box on the wall urged everyone in the other buildings of the Trade Center to remain at their desks and not panic. You are safe, the reassuring voice said.

Rescorla responded with a curt word: "Bull--!" He grabbed his bullhorn and moved floor by floor ordering Morgan Stanley's 2,700 workers to evacuate immediately. They knew where to go and how to do that, thanks to Rick. Two by two, the old buddy system, they began the long walk down the stairs to the street.

Halfway down the second hijacked airliner plowed into their building. The building shook and swayed to the impact. Smoke began filling the stairwells. People were frightened. Rick Rescorla used his bullhorn again. This time he sang to the evacuees, just as he sang to his soldiers on a long night in Vietnam. He sang "God Bless America." He sang the songs of the British Army in the Zulu Wars. He sang the old Welsh miner songs.

He got them all out and headed for safety down the streets away from the World Trade Center. Four of his own security people were still up clearing the Morgan Stanley floors so Rick Rescorla turned and headed back up the stairs with New York City firemen. None of them made it out alive and neither did Rick Rescorla.

His widow, Susan, spearheaded the drive to raise $100,000 to create that bronze image of her hero and ours. Eventually it will occupy a spot on the Walk of Heroes in a new $76 million Infantry Museum being built at the gates of Fort Benning. More than 500 people turned out to see it unveiled outside the Infantry Museum on the old Army post.

Among them were plenty of other real American heroes. There were three recipients of the Medal of Honor for heroism above and beyond the call of duty. Scores of veterans of America's wars of the past half-century and more. Also, Gen. Moore and his sidekick Sgt. Maj. Basil L. Plumley.

As I sat there looking at the statue of Rick my mind carried me back 40 years to that terrible November in Vietnam and the words of the young Rescorla as he and his battle-weary soldiers strode into the surrounded position at LZ Albany to rescue their decimated battalion: "Good, Good, Good! I hope they hit us with everything they got tonight - we'll wipe them up."

You want a definition of the word hero? In my dictionary it says simply: Rick Rescorla.
 
That particular brand of hero is forged from the unyielding steel of bravery in the hellfire of battle and tempered with love of Country and his fellow man. I can't think of a better example to honor all the heroes who gave everything they had that day.
 
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