We are all going to die, but three of us are going to do something.

'We are all going to die, but three of us are going to do something.'
-Thomas Burnett Jr. May 29, 1963- September 11, 2001
Some of the final words that were spoken on a cell phone to his wife from United Flight 93.
His hometown, Bloomington, MN
We will never forget.
    Those were some of the final words that were spoken by fellow Minnesotan Thomas Burnett Jr. on flight 93, September 11, 2001. In my writing, especially about people, I try to put myself in their position, on a day that will live blazing in our memory, there are some who will only try to come to an understanding. I don't know if we will ever know what kind of heroics and bravery went on during that day, not only by those on flight 93, but so many stepped up. There is story after story of people who just got into the game. Everyone from Tom and those others who stood and fought in the face of death, to even the rarely heard others. Like a message left by pregnant passenger Lauren Grandcolas to her husband, 'Jack, pick up the phone sweetie, can you hear me? Okay. I just want to tell you there's a little problem with the plane. I'm fine. I'm totally fine. I just want to tell you how much I love you.'  At the time she had made the call people had already formulated a plan and were preparing to storm the cockpit. What type of bravery did that take?
    So many people stepped up, in a moment when America shook before an unknown assailant. So many heroes, so many Americans. I'm sorry, because some of you are about to be offended, and when it comes down to it, I don't care. We are now on the anniversary, and we will remember for one night, but in my opinion, who cares?! We will all stand in unison for this one moment, and then we will return to fighting amongst ourselves, we will talk of rascism, politics, classism, and so on and so forth until we have forgotten all about a day that bonded America together until next year. It makes me wanna puke. It makes me wonder if they actually did their part in destroying America, and we are so self consumed and self serving that we could care less, because we are going to have something to argue about within our social structure. Who has, who hasn't, so on and so forth. Do I think that people have a right to argue their isssues, sure, but I hope and pray that when they do it, they remember days like Sept. 11, 2001, Dec. 7, 1941,  and July 4,1776. Days when the political issue was making sure America survived, and the fact that each and every one of us are Americans, on Sept. 11, 2001, we saw what hate can do, now why don't we take this day of rememberance and heroes and use it to see what love can do. Why do I say love? Because flight 93 never hit it's intended target. Life is not finding things in life worth living for, it's in finding things worth dying for. So many people have died for America, the true America, and it is my personal belief that we need to rekindle that passion once again. I love each and every one of you and God does too. God bless America.
    There is no greater love than to lay down one's life for one's friends. John 15:13