Tomorrow is September the 11th. This is a day I will never forget for two reasons.
Of course for it being the Anniversary of the Fall of the World Trade center . The Second reason is that it was my Grandmother's Birthday!
My grandmother was so very special to me. She raised me. You see we all lived together. My Mom & Dad and my 3 siblings. From the moment I was brought home my "Momma" was the one who cared for me
I grew up following her around holding on to the the hem of her dress. I went everywhere she did. I can remember on Saturday, she would put on her "good dress' and pin her hat on her head and off we would go walking to "town". .
Such fun we would have. We would get a coke float at the Drug Store Soda Fountain. Then off to the grocery store to buy chicken for the family's Sunday dinner. Of course I would come home with a big bag of candy for me and my sisters and brother.
When I was 16 years old on Easter week-end my Grandmother died in my arms. You see we slept down stairs and the rest of the family slept up stairs. I woke them and they came quickly to help but she had a massive heart attack and was gone almost as fast as she woke me. It was a very hard time for the family. We had the assurance she was with God in his beautiful heaven.
Tomorrow as I recalled all of the special moments I had with her. I too will remember all of the other families who lost the one's they loved on this day. My heart goes out to each one of them. I pray their hearts and minds are filled with many special memories of those they loved so dearly.
Please pause for a moment and remember all those who lost their lives that day. Please remember all those who went to their aid. Please remember all those who are this very moment putting themselves in harms way for our safety and our freedom.