“There are some basic, fundamental rules to life and personal relationships- and that the poised will someday be victorious over the tacky heathens of the world!”
I recall this line from an epic poem, “Then up spake brave Horatio, the Captain of the Gate, “Death comes to every man, soon or late; and how can a man better die than defending the ashes of his fathers and the temples of his gods.”
To all of the men and women who went to their deaths in defense of their homes, their friends, their families, and their country-there are things worth dying for. And a special honor to the men and women of Flight 93 who refused to go down without standing up.
ASSeptember 11, 2011, 4:06 pm
Thank you very much for posting this. I think I saw about this in NYT or someplace, but didn’t see the actual video. It brought tears to my eyes.
My heart goes out to everyone who have lost their loved ones on 9/11 ten years ago, and every stupid terrorist attacks around the world; and also families of the fallen men and women serving for their countries in the armed forces around the world. May you all find peace.
I was reading some stories on news channels, and found the comment sections very disturbingly filled with hatred for Muslims and middle-Easterners. Some even commented in the lines of how USA is the best country and all the other countries are bad and don’t have the courage to stand terrorist attacks (and I can’t help thinking how there are bomb-blasts constantly going on in my home country, India, yet the country is progressing and life hasn’t stopped; that is just human nature); or that people are not Christian anymore, or they’d want to go to Pakistan and kill every man woman and child. I am glad that a site like yours exists, because I came here and felt like I reached an oasis in a dessert. Some of my close friends were Muslims and they are just as nice and peace-loving as anyone else. The terrorists were just that – terrorists. They were not true Muslims. Patriotism is good, but one doesn’t have to put down others.
I hope on this day, we remember the souls who left us, pray for the families who lost loved ones, and rise above petty hatred and extend a hand of friendship and tolerance.
IrisSeptember 12, 2011, 6:22 am
Profoundly moving. Thank you for sharing this.
ChocoboSeptember 12, 2011, 9:41 am
I love StoryCorps, it is a great project. I love the stories — happy or sad — when they come on my local NPR station. A very touching tribute to this man’s two brave boys.
AS, I agree. Hearing or reading about people espousing such viciousness will never lead to healing. It only picks at the scabs that prolong the bleeding and deepen the scars.
AjeSeptember 12, 2011, 12:25 pm
this is so beautiful. I love it
ColleenSeptember 18, 2011, 6:02 am
OMG, what a story. What heartache for so many people. My heart goes out to you. Can I share, in some small way the passing of my father also. This story that tells of the last chance to say “I love you, Goodbye”. My father was ill for a couple of weeks before it was obvious that he would not recover. I remember coming to see him one night where, through a pain and drug phase, he said “You are here!” And kissed me on the lips. Even though our relationship was not great, I have always felt incredibly fortunate to be able to say goodbye to my dad. So many people don’t have that chance. I am glad you had that opportunity as well. God love you x
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I recall this line from an epic poem, “Then up spake brave Horatio, the Captain of the Gate, “Death comes to every man, soon or late; and how can a man better die than defending the ashes of his fathers and the temples of his gods.”
To all of the men and women who went to their deaths in defense of their homes, their friends, their families, and their country-there are things worth dying for. And a special honor to the men and women of Flight 93 who refused to go down without standing up.
Thank you very much for posting this. I think I saw about this in NYT or someplace, but didn’t see the actual video. It brought tears to my eyes.
My heart goes out to everyone who have lost their loved ones on 9/11 ten years ago, and every stupid terrorist attacks around the world; and also families of the fallen men and women serving for their countries in the armed forces around the world. May you all find peace.
I was reading some stories on news channels, and found the comment sections very disturbingly filled with hatred for Muslims and middle-Easterners. Some even commented in the lines of how USA is the best country and all the other countries are bad and don’t have the courage to stand terrorist attacks (and I can’t help thinking how there are bomb-blasts constantly going on in my home country, India, yet the country is progressing and life hasn’t stopped; that is just human nature); or that people are not Christian anymore, or they’d want to go to Pakistan and kill every man woman and child. I am glad that a site like yours exists, because I came here and felt like I reached an oasis in a dessert. Some of my close friends were Muslims and they are just as nice and peace-loving as anyone else. The terrorists were just that – terrorists. They were not true Muslims. Patriotism is good, but one doesn’t have to put down others.
I hope on this day, we remember the souls who left us, pray for the families who lost loved ones, and rise above petty hatred and extend a hand of friendship and tolerance.
Profoundly moving. Thank you for sharing this.
I love StoryCorps, it is a great project. I love the stories — happy or sad — when they come on my local NPR station. A very touching tribute to this man’s two brave boys.
AS, I agree. Hearing or reading about people espousing such viciousness will never lead to healing. It only picks at the scabs that prolong the bleeding and deepen the scars.
this is so beautiful. I love it
OMG, what a story. What heartache for so many people. My heart goes out to you. Can I share, in some small way the passing of my father also. This story that tells of the last chance to say “I love you, Goodbye”. My father was ill for a couple of weeks before it was obvious that he would not recover. I remember coming to see him one night where, through a pain and drug phase, he said “You are here!” And kissed me on the lips. Even though our relationship was not great, I have always felt incredibly fortunate to be able to say goodbye to my dad. So many people don’t have that chance. I am glad you had that opportunity as well. God love you x