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Two months after 9/11 I got on a flight from DC Reagan to Dallas and on that flight were 12 Kuwaitis. They were smiling like they had just won the lottery. I am sure my eyes bugged out and my pulse-rate increased dramatically. The only reason I didn’t get back off was that they had women and children with them. Knowing what I know now about their regard for human life, I would decline to take that plane.

If I see them on the plane, most of the time, I take the next flight and let a person on standby take my seat. The rest of the time, I tell them in no uncertain terms, often quietly so only they will hear me, that I’ve noted their presence and that no suspicious activity will be tolerated. If they don’t like it, tough. They can get off the plane.

I still have the picture in my mind of how the Muslim terrorists were dressed getting on the plane in the People's Republic of Portland, Maine--that is the MO I go by.

the Muslim garb doesn't bother me..younger terrorist brothers trying to fit in don't choose to wear the tribal attire.

In the late spring of 9/11, 5:00 in the afternoon, another and myself walked into middle eastern restaurant on Exchange Street in Portland, ME, which we thought was open as the hours confirmed; but evidently was not; however, the door was unlocked, entering up this aisle,I commented has to be authentic as a big table of 8-10 middle eastern men eat here (were in a meeting.. dressed just the same as in the picture). We were quickly met by a guy taller in stature who blocked us, turned us right around and practically pushed us out the door-everyone had stopped talking at that point, looking down; all but for one -we locked eyes. When we got outside and standing dumbfounded, we asked each other: 'what just happened?'--It happened all so fast and left one sort of stunned for lack of a better word. It probably was explainable--but then 9/11 happened and some of the terrorists had stayed in Portland. The restaurant closed.