God Bless The USA

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Please take the time to keep up with the news.


Today, we try to rebuild our lives.  Many fear the possibilities of
further tragedy either to us or other nations that will come forth
from the actions of these terrorists.  We MUST hold strong in our
faiths, in our families and in our loved ones.  

      Our tributes will go on...and so will life.  We're strong and we will make it!



Why are Americans so united? I feel we should all
be thankful to whoever this author is...I applaud them
with all my heart...thank you.

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Display this ribbon on your Web page to show your support for all those
affected by the terrorist acts of September 11.
September 11, 2001

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~Peace Candle~  please light one today...


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FDNY Memorial Site--God Bless These Men and Women

  NEW YORK STATE WORLD TRADE CENTER RELIEF FUND

Donate online through Helping.org
Call (800) 801-8092
All international donors can call 518-408-4992 to contribute.

Send a check or money order to:
New York State World Trade Center Relief Fund
P.O. Box 5028
Albany, New York 12205



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A wonderful friend has shared this with me:

The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a
meadowlark sang.  But the man did not hear. So the man
yelled "God, speak to me" And, the thunder rolled across
the sky. But the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said, "God let me see you."
And a star shined brightly. But the man did not notice.
And, the man shouted, "God show me a miracle."
And a life was born. But the man did not know.

So, the man cried out in despair, "Touch me God,
and let me know you are here." Whereupon, God reached
down and touched the man. But, the man brushed the
butterfly away and walked on.

Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't
packaged the way the
you expect.
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This is the best letter I think I could have ever received.  
Thank you all for your kind remarks.  

Dear Marianna,  
I received the link to your site through an email and I had to check it out.
 I am not an American, but a proud Canadian, but my heart wept when I read
your God Bless America page.

I can't possibly begin to imagine that I know what you and your friends
and loved ones are going through. But I took a look at a picture of Toronto,
where I work, with the CN Tower, and tried to imagine it gone.
I could not fathom the pain that I would feel at such  a tragedy.

Please keep up the good work. People like you is what makes this world
stronger.  With spirit like yours,  America will truely survive and rebuild.

From your neighbor to the north....Divided by borders, United by
blood.....God Bless the USA, God Bless us all.





A day in History That Will Never Be Forgotten


On Sept. 11, a date that will live in infamy for Americans, terrorists attacked
the World Trade Center in New York City. At 9:05 a.m., hijacked United
Airlines Flight 175, carrying 65 people, crashes into the south tower.
The north tower burns from a previous crash of American
Airlines Flight 11 at 8:48 a.m

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We, here in New York, are trying to make a comeback--please support
us as we try to regroup our senses, our city, our lives.  The losses are
many, our hearts are broken, the deepness of our sadness goes
beyond words.  But we WILL survive!  Our strengths are many,
our resources are many but most of all, our love, faith, and trust
in our families, our friends, our country and the countless
strangers who've helped us are stronger for this.


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The Ribbon of Unity campaign launched Thursday,
Sept. 13, 2001 by Better Homes and Gardens Online and
invites you to download a new international symbol of peace
and togetherness. The symbol is available on www.bhg.com
and on Ladies' Home Journal Online, www.lhj.com. You will
also find instructions for making your own Ribbon of Unity
to wear on a lapel or personal item.


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Show your support any way you can...not only for this country,
but also for those that have lost their lives.


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A very good friend forwarded this to me:

I have always thought that angels, wore halos and wings of white But
now I find they wear hard hats and black coats with yellow stripes And
angels, in my mind, wore long flowing gowns of white But now I see dark
pants and shirts and badges shining bright. And angels always floated,
with bare feet above the ground Not true!. For they wear steel toed
boots and go where death is found Not all angels have smooth hands that
look like porcelain Some angels have torn gloves and cuts and burns upon
their skin. And while I thought all angels glowed from heavens light I
see an angel cutting steel, his torch is shining bright And while these
earthly angels passed buckets of debris The angels up in heaven looked
down on bended knee So while the smoke continued to rise into the sky, I
watched the rescue workers weep, I've seen the angels cry.



Stand by our president and country...be proud of who we
are and what our country stands for..let's show those
cowards that they have only given us strength, not weakness!!

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Please spend a moment or two at this site


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IN MEMORY OF OUR COUNTRY'S HEROS
AND INNOCENT VICTIMS

U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  U.S.A.!  




The New York State Flag

I want to thank each and every person in this world
who has supported us, who have helped us, who
have cried with us and who encourage us to move
forward.  My Love has just called me from Staten
Island.  He cried.  My strong, wonderful Love has just
broken down in tears.  He is a born and bred New
Yorker and those towers were a part of his life as well
as my own.  His location was 2-3 miles from Manhattan
and he was in shock over the pile of debris.

May God be with us.  May He strengthen us and may
He help us to forgive within our hearts.  I have so
much anger for a nation or nations, that I feel just
as evil as the monsters who have done this.  
May God forgive me.


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Healing wounds within: guide for family & friends



Tributes rise in the wake of tragedy

Thousands gather for prayers, patriotism;
White House sets aside Friday as special day

A wave of vigils were held across America in the
wake of the worst terror attacks in U.S. history,
with the crest likely to come Friday on what the
White House declared would be a National Day
of Prayer and Remembrance. The mourning
wasn’t confined within the nation’s borders: Countless
thousands around the world joined in the tributes.


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As sad as our situation here in New York is, we need to hold
tight to our memories of our loved ones lost and of this
great city that I and so many others call home.  There are many countries
playing our national anthem and holding two minutes of
silent prayer for us.  We need to remember that we have a great deal
of friends all around this world.  Let's give thanks to their support as well.


          




I received this message regarding our current situation
and I applaud the author:

"We are dealing with people who will die in order to kill, so great is
their hate. But they are dealing with a people who will give their lives
to save the lives of people they don't even know, so great is our love.
In the end, how can they possibly stand against that?"








If tomorrow all the things were gone that I worked
for all my life. And I had to start again with just my
children and my wife. I'd thank my lucky star's to
be livin here today. Cause the Flag still stands for
freedom and they can't take that away.

I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know
I'm free. And I won't forget the Men who died who
gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her
still today. Cause there ain't no doubt, I love this
land. God Bless the USA.

From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee,
across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea.

From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA,
well there's pride in every American heart and it's
time we stand and say.

That I'm proud to be an American, where at least I
know I'm free. And I won't forget the Men who died,
who gave that right to me.

And I glady stand up, next to you, and defend her
still today, cause there ain't no doubt, I love this
land. God Bless the USA

sung by Lee Greenwood

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For additional comfort read Psalm 27, verses 1-3


Light A Virtual Candle For America


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Read up on Bin Laden here:

In the first part of the excerpts which follow, Osama bin Laden
answers questions posed to him by some of his followers at
his mountaintop camp in southern Afghanistan. In the latter part
of the interview, ABC reporter John Miller is asking the questions.

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/shows/binladen/who/interview.html

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/shows/binladen/who/miller.html

What bin Laden wants


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Manhattan twins
It took five years (1968 to 1973) and 750 million dollars to build them.
With a height of 411 meters (1,356 feet) from the sidewalk to the top
of the antennas, the World Trade Center, or Manhattan's Twin Towers, are the
second tallest building in the world after Chicago's Sears Tower. Each has
110 stories and 1.2 million square meters (1.4 square yards) of office space.


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According to http://www.nysemo.state.ny.us which is the NY
state emergency management center, the number to volunteer
your time for the cause is 800-801-8092. They'll put you in a
database with your name and phone number and expertise,
which is available to the command posts. They particularly
want firemen and medical people, but they seem receptive
to everything.




The Attack on America
Find the latest news, timeline, slideshow and video coverage from MSNBC.

America Under Attack
Get special In-Depth coverage of the tragedy from CNN.

Passengers voted to attack hijackers--These people were heroes
and should be remembered for their bravery

NYPOST.COM Home
New York Post Online: Home Page

The World Trade Center History

Photo slideshow: Heartbreaking pictures from NYC, DC

The New York City Nonprofits Project


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May God have mercy on their souls, may they find peace and happiness in
heaven, may they have angel wings and soothing voices
to comfort those loved ones left behind.



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***PLEASE read this link everyone!!***

I want to reitterate to everyone that there are bogus accounts of the
tragedy going around on the net, there are scammers, losers and
down right morons toting the truth!!  Please, oh please do not fall
for this crap and PLEASE if you know of anyone that HAS,
please...tell them to email me if they need proof (Tell them one
damn proud New Yorker told you to email her!!)  I may not have
all the answers, but let me tell you, there's so much sh** going
around that it sickens me!!  There are photos of devils in the
pictures, there's photos from a camera which yeilded a pic of the
guy standing there as the plane is about to hit, there's talk that
CNN was reporting ten year old footage...Come on everyone....let's
not allow these jerks into our minds, our thoughts, or our fears.

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My home, which will never be the same again.


Shattered - a remarkable collection of photographs by
award-winning photojournalist James Nachtwey

NASA photos from space of the WTC smoke plume.

Don't fall for this kind of crap floating around the internet...
trust in your God or whoever you choose to worship,
do not believe this kind of thing:  Rumor Watch: Terrorist
Attacks on U.S. -- this site will show you it's all nonsense.


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An Open Letter to Terrorists

I don't know your name, or names - we may never know who
you are - so I can't address you personally.

Today, you killed several thousands of our friends... perhaps
not people who we knew personally, but people like us. People
who worked hard to make a living, who loved someone, who
were loved by someone, who worried about making a better life
for their children and grandchildren, who believed in God and the
American Dream, who criticized this country for its insufficiencies
and cared enough to try and change things and ensure a better
future, not just for us, but for the world. People who leave behind
scores of loved ones, friends, pets, neighbors, coworkers, and
members of their faiths. Perhaps even people who derived from
your own country and who sought refuge here. Your act was a
slaughter of the innocents.

You are like an insidious cancer that strikes without warning,
ravages bodies, tears families apart, and in the end can never
destroy the soul. You are the ultimate coward. You may topple our
buildings, collapse our communication systems, disrupt our
government, crash our markets, and leave behind the carnage
of bodies, but you will never destroy the soul of America. We made
this country from the bits and pieces of the rest of the world; we
took the best, the worst of every culture and nationality, race and
creed, and made an alloy that may be dented, but not even a trial
by fire can melt.

I don't know what god you believe in, or what hateful rhetoric you
espouse, or what your misguided political beliefs might be that
allows you to do what you did today without a fear of eternal
damnation. I only know that you may win a battle or two, but you
will never win this war. We have the entire history of the world on
our side, and no dictator, despot, or madman has survived as long
as America has thrived and prospered.

If you accomplished anything at all today, it was to give America a
wake-up call, and we will now rise up stronger than before. You are
defeated before you've even begun, there in your private hell and
later in your eternal one. Someday your people may even need our
help, and because we are America, we would respond.

May God bless the friends we lost, their families, friends, neighbors
and coworkers. We will help them rebuild from the ashes. May God
continue to bless America, help her to protect us all, and may she
continue to shine as a beacon of democracy and hope to the rest
of the world.

Copyright Jim Willis 2001 Permission to share.


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World Trade Center Survivor PUBLIC POSTINGS

In an effort to help people find out about their loved ones, NY.com
has been building this online list. We cannot guarantee the
validity of this information. We are not responsible for the inconsiderate
acts of people posting false entries. We are editing out false entries
as fast as we can; please be patient and do not flood our office with
unnecessary email or phone calls that will only hinder
our efforts to help you.

This is a public posting of people who worked in or near the
WTC and have been seen or heard from since Tuesday.

This list is available at: http://wtc.ny.com/

For more INFORMATION see NY.com: World Trade Center News page.
http://wtc.ny.com/





I AM THE FLAG OF THE
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

I am the flag of the United States of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.
I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
my head is a little higher,
my colors a little truer.
I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am revered.
I am respected -- and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war
for more then 200 years.
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg,
Shiloh and Appomattox.
I was there at San Juan Hill,
the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome
and the beaches of Normandy, Guam, Okinawa.
The people of Korea, Vietnam and Kuwait
know me as a banner of freedom.
I was there.
I led my troops,
I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me
And I was proud.
I have been burned, torn and trampled
on the streets of countries I have helped set free.
It does not hurt, for I am invincible.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space
from my vantage point on the moon.
I have borne silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I am flown at half-mast to honor my countryman,
when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent
at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,
or in the arms of a child or spouse who will have to go on
without one who gave their life in a national disaster
to save the life of another, as so many did at the Pentagon
or the World Trade Center Towers on 9/11/01.

MY NAME IS OLD GLORY,
LONG MAY I WAVE.
PLEASE PASS MY MESSAGE
TO ALL WHO LOVE AND RESPECT ME,
THAT I MAY FLY PROUDLY AND CONTINUE
TO INSPIRE ALL CITIZENS TO HONOR
OUR NATION BY THEIR GREAT UNSELFISH
ACTS OF LOVE AND RESPECT FOR ALL
OF THEIR FELLOW AMERICANS.




Our 'Disaster Preparedness & Survival' page has all the basics you
need to prepare for and survive natural and technological
(caused by human creations) disasters.

This section tells civilians how to increase their chances
of survival in the event of a terrorist attack


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  Subject: Editorial from a Romanian newspaper

An ode to America

Why are Americans so united? They don't resemble one
another even if you paint them! They speak all the languages
of the world and form an astonishing mixture of civilizations.
Some of them are nearly extinct, others are incompatible with
one another, and in matters  of religious beliefs.

Still, the American tragedy turned three hundred million
people into a hand put on the heart. Nobody rushed to
accuse the White  House, the army, the secret services
that they are only a bunch of losers. Nobody rushed to empty
their bank accounts. Nobody
rushed on the streets nearby to gape about. The Americans
volunteered to donate blood and to give a helping hand. After
the first moments of panic, they raised the flag on the smoking
ruins, putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colors of the
national flag. They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in
every place and on every car a minister or the president was
passing. On every occasion they started singing their
traditional song: "God Bless America!".

Silent as a rock, I watched the charity concert broadcast on
Saturday once, twice, three times, on different TV channels.
There were Clint Eastwood, Willie Nelson, Robert de Niro,
Julia Roberts, Cassius Clay, Jack Nicholson, Bruce
Springsteen, Silvester Stalone, James Wood, and many others
whom no film or producers could ever bring together. The
American's solidarity spirit turned them into a choir. Actually,
choir is not the word. What you could hear was the heavy
artillery of the American soul. What neither George W. Bush,
nor Bill Clinton, nor Colin Powell could say without facing the
risk of stumbling over words and sounds, was being heard in
a great and unmistakable way in this charity concert.

I don't know how it happened that all this obsessive singing
of America didn't sound croaky, nationalist, or ostentatious!
It made you green with envy because you weren't able to
sing for your country without running the risk of being
considered chauvinist, ridiculous, or suspected of
who-knows-what mean interests.

I watched the live broadcast and the rerun of its rerun for
hours  listening to the story of the guy who went down one
hundred floors with a woman in a wheelchair without
knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey player,
who fought with the terrorists and prevented the plane from
hitting a target that would have killed other hundreds
or thousands of people. How on earth were they able to
bow before a fellow human?

Imperceptibly, with every word and musical note, the memory
of some turned into a modern myth of tragic heroes. And with
every phone call, millions and millions of dollars were put in a
collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family, but a
spirit which nothing can buy.

What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way?
Their land? Their galloping history? Their economic power?
Money? I tried for hours to find an answer, humming songs
and murmuring phrases which risk of sounding like
commonplaces. I thought things over, but I reached only
one conclusion.

Only freedom can work such miracles!

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