Day #1. The Flight 93 Memorial

Since Lagniappe and I had all the time in the world, we took the indirect, more scenic route. I took the two-lane roads up into Pennsylvania and headed over towards Somerset and the (temporary) 9/11 memorial.

This memorial was set up on the location where flight #93 crashed into the ground enroute to Washington DC on 9/11/2001, reportedly crashed as a result of passengers rising up and refusing to allow the muslim extremist hijackers to use it as another instrument of destruction on that fateful day.



The National Park Service is working on a comprehensive, permanent memorial but in the meantime, this rather spontaneous but very moving memorial stands as a demonstration of the love and solidarity that America had on that day when we were attacked by those psychopathic cowards from Saudi Arabia. It contains several plaques and signs and memorabilia brought out to the site by Americans from across this great land of ours.

I really can't say anything about it that the pictures don't say, so just look.



















































The message conveyed by the memorial is that America will not forget and America will stand united. Sadly that appears not to be the case any more. Perhaps a few leading Democrats like Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid should be forced to come out and view this memorial. Then perhaps they'd stop trying to make us lose this war just so that their political party can grab control of the White House.