I remember where I was at that dreadful day. Do you? I was getting ready to fly out of Albuquerque to South Bend, Indiana to consult for WFRN Christian radio. As I was walking to my gate, I saw on the TV screen of one of the coffee shops a building burtning……..it turned out to be one of the towers. All of a sudden an announcement was made that all flights had been grounded. I was in total shock as to what was taking place. I went home in disbelief as to what was happening.
This article was originally written by DaySpring friend Paige DeRuyscher and has been edited and updated for this 22nd anniversary of 9/11.
In 2001, I was an American Airlines flight attendant, serving passengers from New York to Los Angeles, Boston to Orlando, and every major city in between. A Kansas girl living in New York City, I was fascinated by the energy there, the colorful personalities, the subway camaraderie, and the constant buzz of life. That summer I moved back to the Midwest and left the excitement of the city behind, but my heart still held a vibrant picture of God’s precious creation — taxi horns, street vendors, and all. More Here
From The AP:
Americans are looking back on the horror and legacy of 9/11, gathering Monday at memorials, firehouses, city halls and elsewhere to observe the 22nd anniversary of the deadliest terror attack on U.S. soil. More Here
