These words say more than a thousand pictures

On the 15th Anniversary of 9/11

I’m writing this Sunday morning, 11 September 2016.


In social media today, as one expects, there’s a lot of pictures, thoughts and prayers posting for 9/11. I’m more a man of words so I’ll post this (the following quotation) but they are not just words. They are of deeds… they speak of bravery and commitment to doing your job, in the face of an almost inconceivable tragedy. Those words say more than a thousand pictures. This… this… I believe is the core of our American spirit. God bless all the men and women who have served and still serve with such courage.

I hope those who see this pause a moment to read and think about it (the words that follow):

Numerous civilians in all stairwells, numerous burn victims are coming down. We’re trying to send them down first… We’re still heading up.”

–Captain Patrick Brown, NYFD – his company climbed to the 35th floor of the north tower thirty minutes before the first collapse.

I read that last part again, with tears in my eyes, “We’re still heading up.”

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One thought on “These words say more than a thousand pictures

  1. I still get goose bumps when I think/read/see anything concerning that day in our history. Though I didn’t lose any friends or family on that day, it has affected me in ways that I can not begin to comprehend. Istill want to cry for the loss of ALL those lives. I don’t care what nationality they were. They were INNOCENT! And that is what hurts me the most! Let me stop here, cause I’m sure no one wants to hear what I have to say.
    I’m sure this will be a good book just like all your others. Thank you.