Posted on 04/26/2005 8:45:54 AM PDT by Idisarthur
The call came a little over a month ago, on my cellular phone -- which is not listed. It went like this:
"Hello Annie, this is [name withheld, and name withheld, and name withheld and name withheld]. We're from the Department of Homeland Security."
"Yes."
"We'd like to set up a time to talk with you."
"Okay, now is good."
"Actually, we'd prefer to come to your house. How is March 15?"
"Not so great. That's three days before I'm due to have a baby…"
They came anyway. To my house in Los Angeles. By plane from Chicago.
Look Who's Coming for Coffee The four federal agents showed up exactly on time, in a rented green mini-van, carrying briefcases and wearing suits (it was 75 degrees). They came to discuss the events of Northwest flight 327, the now notorious Detroit-to-Los Angeles plane trip I took last June. My husband led them to our house through the garden and, from where I sat in my kitchen, I could hear their comments: nice garden, pretty plants, too bad palm trees don't grow in Chicago. So, I thought, federal agents are people too.
In truth, I was excited that I hadn't gone into labor before the meeting. I was, after all, meeting with the big boys (actually three men and one woman). In the nine months that I've been working on this series, my access to the government has been through mid-level bureaucrats and agency mouthpieces. So here I was, suddenly meeting with agents who have real access to the truth -- and at their request.
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I hope this informs you as it has me.
I searched by keyword "Terror" and didn't find it...
Thx. again.
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