Murrah
So im back from Oklahoma.. nothing really new, there was a lot more eye candy out last week then last month. I met this craZy guy named Marti.. he is a caskat salesman. He was as weird and what he does for a living. I would normally picture a sad miserable face. but his was like a happy smile all the time, glowing face and orra.. he was awsome. And now Im home ... yaay
Went down and saw the Murrah building.. (those of you who dont know Ok bomber building) it was sad yet wonderful. so earily quiet, it would be like going into down town Seattle and hearing nothing, no peoples laughter, voice, coughs, sneezes, cars even though there is a highway right there and 3 major intersections. The heart of Oklahoma City lays in a silent place. I had the chills the whole time, and it even braught tears to my eyes, something that was so tragic is now something so wonderful in memory of all that was lost. The road that was parked on is now a pool of water that leaves a relaxing sound, where the building was there are chairs representing the people and the floors they were on, I didnt know how many children were actually killed till i saw the chairs. They have normal sized chairs for adults and smaller ones for the kids, all of the names were ingraved in individual chairs so they will not be forgoten. Ill never forget now that i have been there and felt the air that was so thick. My words could not explain the place.. you should go see it for yourself.