for me personally, it does matter where and what.... I was a deployed reservist on my THIRD tour to Bosnia, coasting, relaxed, guarding the “front line” so to speak when all of a sudden my “job” was immediately changed forever. I was glad I was in a place to “do something” about it because if I was home I would have been in line waiting to get on the next plane to the “front line”. I believe that God had me exactly where He wanted me and I am humbled that I had the honor and priviledge to serve OUR nation on the front line from the moment of the attack and to this very day nine years later.
Point taken David, and you’re right. I suppose I was leaning more towards the collective mindset of “get those SOBs and get ‘em good” rather than the “where were you and what were you doing” (and certainly nothing wrong with that), I want vengeance on the bastards, and when I look at the sonuvabitch we’ve got in the White House and the muzzie sympathizers and Soros-puppets enabling him, all but surrendering and running up the white flag, my blood boils.
I was working at my Defense Contractor position. Still am. I actually first heard of this through an Israeli website. The initial “small plane has crashed into the WTC” reports. Things got real confusing after that. Seems like I remember Pres. Bush's parents were grounded somewhere that day.
Thank you for your service, David.