
I have a renewed interest in the heros of those days.
I hope you get a chance to listen to this as well.
The photos to the left say so much. Especially the one on the right.
Martin J. dog came to us when he was about a year old. Haley brought him in one day as he always visited us in our front yard. Sue gave him a bath in the kitchen sink, put a really cool red bandana on him and the next thing we knew, he was part of the MacMillan clan. He was always happy to see someone come home and after a long day of protecting the homestead the first thing he usually heard was "Outside Martin".. Music to his ears I'm sure. Martin was one of my best friends.
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The captions say Never Forget..Never Forgive.
I think forgiveness is possible but I don't think we can forget.
Agreed.
And that picture is hilarious. Terrorist Assholes.
Amazing stuff. I imagine I won't be able to forgive them this side of heaven, I know it's the right thing...
But right now, I wiggle my tongue in their general direction. (You know, "Lelelelele!" Like the Iraqi women do.)
Terrorist Assholes, yup that about covers it.
Amen sista. Jon and I watched the 9/11 documentary on the firefighters recently and we both felt the same way - that renewed anger, sadness and fear that we both felt the day of the attacks. It's amazing to me that we so quickly forget such awful things - I'm glad that it isn't something I think of daily - but at the same time shouldn't we?
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