Yes, I remember where I was on 9/11, just like recalling where I was when J.F.K. was assassinated. On 9/11, i was in my car on my way to the gym at Brandon High School to work out with my friends. Dick Purtan was on the radio and I thought when I turned in on, "Big Al" was in the midst of a skit. He said something about a plane crashing and I realized this was no joke.
The loss of life and the heroes born all in a few moments of time.
It was so hauntingly quiet on the farm, as no airplanes were flying and traffic was all but stopped. The horses even sensed the change in the air, it was very scary. We were just waiting to see what was next. The U.S.A. was vulnerable and a high price was paid that day. Never forget!
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