A Tribute to America

In September 2001, when America was attacked, even though we were all devastated, it brought out pride in my heart, because of the way we reacted. Everyone pulled together to help out. Not too long after, my oldest son Will, who was a senior in high school at the time, made up his mind to join the military. After much thought, he decided to join the Army. He is now proudly serving his country. This page is lovingly dedicated to him, and all service men and women, as well as those who serve us everyday (sometimes thanklessly), as fire fighters, police officers, or give service in any other way to their fellow Americans.

To see some of the pictures from Will's Army experience, click here.

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The following is from an album of speeches and poems recorded by John Wayne in 1973; the words were written by Bill Ezellpeace.

Face the flag, son! Read what's written there,
The history, the progress and the heritage we share.
Our flag reflects the past, son, but stands for so much more,
And in this Age of Aquarius, it still flies in the fore.

It leads the forward movement, shared by all mankind,
To learn...to love...to live with peace of mind;
To learn the mysteries of space, as well as those of earth;
To love each man for what he is, regardless of his birth;
To live without fear of reprisal for belief;
To ease the tensions of a world that cries out for relief.

Face the flag, son! Take a good long look.
What you're seeing now can't be found in a history book.
It's the present and future son, it's being written now,
And you're the one to write it, but the flag can show you how.

Do you know what it stands for? What its makers meant?
To think...to speak...the privilege of dissent;
To think our leaders might be wrong... to stand and tell them so.
But responsibility...that's the cross that free men must bear,
And if you don't accept that, the freedom isn't there.

Face the flag, son, and face reality.
Our strengths and our freedom, are based in unity,
The flag is but a symbol, son, of the world's greatest nation,
And as long as it keeps flying, there's cause for celebration.

So do what you've got to do, but always keep in mind
A lot of people believe in peace...but there are the other kind.
If we want to keep these freedoms, we may have to fight again,
God forbid, but if we do, let's always fight to win.
For the fate of a loser is futile and it's bare...
No love...no peace... just misery and despair.

Face the flag, son... and THANK GOD IT'S STILL THERE.

One of my friends, Linda Jordan, wrote the following poem two days after the attack last September. It's captured the way I feel as well, and she's very graciously allowed me to publish it here.

We Shall Not Crumble

Proud we stand, proud we'll stay.
Just look back to yesterday.
A great nation we are.
Nothing compares, near or far.

A country founded on "God We Trust".
Now we know He is a must.
We'll look to Him for comfort and strength.
Even though our enemies go to great length.

We shall not crumble, as buildings do.
Nor melt as steel.

Your people are strong!
Sorrow we feel.

Mourning for loved ones and friends alike.
Americans will unite, and fight, fight, fight.
They may have weakened our buildings, you see.
But they have not weakened my faith in Thee.

We have weathered storms, earthquakes and war.
Now, we have witnessed terror, so near.
We fall to our knees to seek your face.
Only this way, do we see our place.

We shall not crumble, as buildings do.
Nor melt as steel.

Your people are strong!
Sorrow we feel.

We pray for those brave souls, held so dear.
Now, they have nothing to fear.
Lord, we pray they are with you this day.
Praising Your name and hearing You say:

"My child, I love you.
You are safe and sound.
America will heal.
True freedom you have found.

Freedom from worry,
Freedom from pain,
Freedom from sorrow,
For with me, you will stay.

Linda Jordan, Sept. 13, 2001

Another beautiful tribute can be found at this site.

Where Was God?

How many of us have heard that question "Where was your God when the World Trade Center and the Pentagon was attacked?" Well, I know where my God was the morning of September 11, 2001... and He was very busy!

He was trying to discourage anyone from taking these flights. Those four flights together held over 1,000 passengers and there were only 266 aboard.

He was on four commercial flights giving terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. Not one of the family members who were called by a loved one on one of the hijacked planes said that passengers were screaming in the background. On one of the flights he was giving strength to passengers to try to overtake the hijackers.

He was busy trying to create obstacles for employees at the World Trade Center. After all, only around 20,000 were at the towers when the first jet hit. Since the buildings held over 50,000 workers, this was a miracle in itself. How many of the people who were employed at the World Trade Center told the media that they were late for work or they had traffic delays?

He was holding up two 110 story buildings so that 2/3 of the workers could get out. I was so amazed that the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets impacted. And when they did fall, they fell inward. God didn't allow them to topple over, as many more lives would have been lost.

And when the buildings went down, my God picked up almost 6,000 of his children and carried them home with Him, reassuring his frightened children that the worst was over and the best was yet to come.

He sat down and cried that 19 of his children could have so much hate in their hearts that they didn't choose him, but another God that doesn't exist, and now they are lost forever.

He sent his children that are best trained for this disaster and had them save the few that were still alive, but unable to help themselves. And then sent many others to help in anyway they were needed.

He still isn't finished though. He held in his arms the loved ones that were left behind. He comforts them daily. His other children are given the strength to reach out to them and help them in any way they can.

And I believe He will continue to help us in what is to come. He will give the people in charge of this great nation the strength and the wisdom to do the right thing. He would never leave us in our time of need.

So when anyone asks, "Where was your God on September 11?", you can say,"Everywhere"! And yes, although this is without a doubt the worst thing I have seen in my life, I see God's miracles in every bit of it. I keep praying for those who don't believe in God every chance I have. I can't imagine going through such a difficult time and not believing in God. Life would be hopeless.

(Author unknown)

Beth Rogers is a publisher, photographer, web and graphic designer located in Rutledge, Alabama, in Crenshaw County. She's dedicated to making her clients the most successful business people in the world. You can visit her at Around the Loop Designs .