Three years ago as I was heading out to work, I turned on the TV for my dog and discovered I wasn't in Kansas anymore.
It was the worst day of my life and I don't want to dwell on it. Instead, I'll give a link I've given before, and those who perhaps haven't seen this can look at it and be reminded of the hope and comfort offered to us during those days by the rescue dogs of 9-11.
That first image is one of my favorites. Kinda wish the lights could have somehow been permanent.
Never Forget
Never Forgive
Never Again
Me too. I think it takes a gazillion watts or something to put those towers up, though. They're beautiful.
Posted by: Donnah at September 11, 2004 11:18 PMThat was a beautiful tribute to the rescue dogs. What brave and loving animals.
Thanks for that link.
It makes me cry every time, Kat. The monk blessing the search dog does me in.
Posted by: Donnah at September 12, 2004 12:53 PM