Never Forget

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We all know what today is.  We all know where we were when we heard the terrible news.  I spent today enjoying my life in the Land of the Free in honor of all those who no longer can.  I feel that living my free life is the best tribute I can give to those who died living theirs.

We started our day at Forest Park in St. Louis where nearly 3000 American Flags were flying on Art Hill.  Each Flag was marked with the name and picture and information on each person who perished that terrible morning 10 years ago, and in the year after from their injuries–from 115 Nations.  Not all who died were Americans but we embrace them.  I read a tag of a man from Great Britain.  I watched an elderly man in a wheelchair cry as his son pushed him through the Flags.  There were so many people but everyone was quiet, somber.  Like at a cemetery.  I saw the young children who were not even born in 2001, running through the field of Flags uncomprehending now but they will be told…and I felt grief today.  And hope.  And the continuity of Life.  It was a fitting tribute and a spectacular and moving sight on a beautiful late summer day.  I am grateful I was able to be there with my family and my fellow Americans.  United.  God Bless America and each of you.

Watch the installation of the Flags

The Flags were installed on Art Hill, named for the Art Museum that sits at the top.  The statue of the man on the horse is of Saint Louis

Here are a few pics/video we took.

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