A 505 foot by 255 foot American Flag was flown from the downstream face of the dam. The flag weighed 3,000 pounds and was hoisted by three separate cables located at the top of the dam. The flying of the flag was part of a ceremony in which the 1996 Summer Olympic torch, on its way to Atlanta, Georgia, was carried across Hoover Dam.
A 505 foot by 255 foot American Flag was flown from the downstream face of the dam. The flag weighed 3,000 pounds and was hoisted by three separate cables located at the top of the dam. The flying of the flag was part of a ceremony in which the 1996 Summer Olympic torch, on its way to Atlanta, Georgia, was carried across Hoover Dam.


Today, 15 years ago now, people still ask where were you on September 11, 2001. Where was I? I was living in Maryland at the time, 17 miles from Washington D.C.

At that time, my husband and I owned a small auto repair shop. As usual, we had several appointments in the early morning, and the television was on. Our customers would sit having coffee and watch the news. I was always behind the counter.

One of our customers said, “Oh my God, a plane just hit the World Trade Center.” I turned from the counter to see the television. We all were thinking this was just an unfortunate experience. As the news continued to show the smoking building, another plane hit the other tower. It was then decided by everyone in the room, we were under attack. The United States of America was being attacked.

Shock, is not the total evaluation of this immense violation. The question in everyone’s mind became, “Now what? What is next? Where do we go that is safe? Should we stay here, go home, go to our children’s school, call our loved ones?” On and on these questions were being asked. Then….then the Pentagon was hit.


I had an ensign in our office waiting for his car. He immediately picked up his cell phone attempting to call his office. His phone did not work. There was nothing but static.

I handed him my Nextel phone. He tried it, and got through. His office had been hit. He did not know who was injured. They told him to stay where he was.

We were located between Andrews Air Force Base and the Patuxent Naval Base. Normally we heard the military jets flying over the area. Then, that sound left us. There was an eerie silence.

Our first thoughts were about the President. Where is President Bush? He needs to be safe so the country can still stay under command and order.

He was shown to be in a school with children. He was reading to them. Sitting quietly in a chair, a man came up to him and handed a note. President Bush just quietly looked at it, with a bit of a flinch appearing in his eyes. Then he quietly and eloquently pardoned his need to leave.

The governor of Maryland came on the news. He was almost choking when he spoke. All retail businesses not considered necessary were to close. He told us to drive home and stay there. All the schools were evacuated and parents took their children home.

Washington D.C. became a war defense appearing. There was complete chaos to get the firefighters, police, and the military at the Pentagon. Many people were doing that stomp of a cattle drive.

The National Guard was ordered to protect the Pennsylvania Street around the White House and the city. Traffic was stopped in many areas. People abandoned their cars after the news announced a fourth plane crashed in the state of Pennsylvania. The news was a plane in Pennsylvania had been rerouted.  The destination was headed straight for Washington D.C.  A massive fear grew feverishly.

That is where I was on 9/11/2001.  My husband and I felt like we were in a center of the bulls-eye for this attack. Our children were at home with us. The television was on constantly.  My neighborhood was busily checking on everyone. I had knocked on our neighbors door.  Phones were still not working. The husband was an Air Force Pilot stationed at the Pentagon. His wife had not heard from him.  Later he arrived home very tired and worn.

Our neighbors further down had a grand-daughter we knew. She was one of our customers on a regular basis. Mr. Stone was concerned since no one had heard from her or her fiancé.  They were both Naval Ensigns assigned in the targeted office of the Pentagon.

The Pilot lived, the two young people died. Their funeral service was filled outside the doors of the church. The parents of the couple decided to bury side by side. They were to be married in the next month. The 21-Gun Salute and the bugle playing TAPS was surrounded in silence. The mourners pressed their hands over their hearts. Their eyes were fixed on the America Flags draping their caskets. They were only 21 years old.

Over the following days, weeks, and months, the world changed immensely. There was no hatred between our political officials.   Everyone was flying flags in their yards, on their cars, and anywhere there was space. All retail stores were running out of the American Flag.  I flew my father’s flag presented to me at his memorial service. I knew he would want me to.

NATO was on the positive side for all the countries. So many people in the towers were from other countries, not just America. They had experienced loss as well. For that short shearing time of shared grief, the world stood in love together.

Our country was singing every song they could in patriotism. There were new and old songs alike. Every item in red, white, and blue became the number one in sales. Yes in the singing, even Congress sang on the steps of our Capitol Building in unison.







Where were you? Serving our country? Many today were in school as a young American learning history. We are still in “His Story”, there is more coming our way. God has told us what to expect in His Holy Bible. We should be ready and waiting for the next plan of His.





Many people around our country of America have forgotten not only our attack, but how many others were also attacked that day. Good or bad, right or wrong, painful or pleasant, all history is to be remembered. When we forget, there is that canon that is readied at the wrong end. Who is our enemy?


1 Peter 5:8-11 The Message (MSG)

He Gets the Last Word/Believe Jesus Gets The Last Word

8-11 Keep a cool head. Stay alert. The Devil is poised to pounce, and would like nothing better than to catch you napping. Keep your guard up. You’re not the only ones plunged into these hard times. It’s the same with Christians all over the world. So keep a firm grip on the faith. The suffering won’t last forever. It won’t be long before this generous God who has great plans for us in Christ—eternal and glorious plans they are!—will have you put together and on your feet for good. He gets the last word; yes, he does.

The Message (MSG)








One thought on “REMEMBERING 9/11

  1. Well written, Joan. I remember 911 as clearly as if it were yesterday. It was the first time my children saw me cry. I couldn’t help it as I listened to the radio in my kitchen. And I couldn’t believe what I’d heard. God bless our planet.
    In Christ ~ Wendy


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