Maybe instead of pearly white gates in heaven you got the Twin Towers to let you in?

[nightcalls]

I'm angry, scared, outraged, etc... It's been 7 years and still I feel it like yesterday. Though my hurt is no where near what other who lost a loved one on that day is I do hurt. I don't think very many people outside of New York will ever understand. I'm a proud American and even prouder New Yorker. I love my boros, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island and the Bronx. The smell of my city on hot summer day or chill of a cold winter's night a hot dog on a city corner or the gentle lull of the R train... Love it. New York is in my blood. So to have these... I don't even want to call them animals because that's giving them too much praise, miscreants do that in my backyard and to have to relive it every year... Well it's tough. To see those planes hit the Towers, I can't help imagine what the passengers in those planes must have gone through. And then to see them collapse it's heart wretching. But there is one thing that does make me proud. One thing the terrorist couldn't nor will ever have the American spirit. To see rescue and emergency workers rush in to help total strangers, try to rescue their fellow brothers and sisters. People covered in soot and dust helping one another well, I don't care about current U.S. politics or anything we're getting blamed for, when it comes down to it New Yorkers and Americans showed what we're truly made of. It really is the best and worst of humanity.

I am disappointed with how today seemed like nothing different. Today is different. Today marks a sad chapter in human history. Not just American, or more specifically New York history but I think it puts in perspective how much hate there is in this world. It's truly scary.