Patriot Day

Today, I find myself thinking of that horrible day nine years ago. I was in my classroom when the first plane hit the World Trade Center. My students and I watched as the second plane hit its target, and we were all aghast as the towers fell.

Nine years, but it seems like only yesterday. The memory is fresh. So too is the anger.

Today, The Rusty Spinner isn't thinking much about fishing.

God bless the souls of those poor unfortunates who - nine years ago today - sacrificed their lives to a hateful ideology. God bless their families. God bless our soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines who fight to right a wrong, and to keep the rest of us safe.

God bless The United States of America.