I was in my second year of college. I had been house sitting for a lady I had met at Dr. Peterson's office (I worked for a local ENT through college). I left her house early to go visit my mom at the college where she was working in admissions. I turned on the radio and they didn't have much information, but they said a plane had crashed into the world trade center. I think at that time they thought it was an accident. By the time I got to the college though, the second plane had hit and they knew it was a terrorist attack. I remember crying and hugging my mom. I also remember sitting in the Jennifer Levitt Center watching the news with a bunch of other college kids I didn't even know. We were poor college students so none of us had t.v. in our apartments/dorms. That day changed my life forever. It was the first time I realized how priceless freedom really is. I was always patriotic, but my patriotism was taken to a higher level. I had a new respect for our firefighters and policemen. While others were running away from the chaos and destruction, they were running towards it. I am SO grateful to be blessed to live in the United States of America. I am eternally grateful that I was born into freedom and that my children are free.
Tonight for young women's, we invited Ned McCourt, a WWII veteran in our ward to come and talk to the girls about his time serving our country. His stories were mesmerizing. I could have listened to him talk for hours. He told us some amazing stories, but one that really stuck out to me was that he rescued a black man out of the water. All of his shipmates were screaming at him, calling him names, mad that he saved someone of that color. The captain of the ship came down and yelled at Ned's shipmates. He said everyone on the ship, regardless of color deserved to be on the ship. It was a great experience to listen to him speak and I am so grateful for all the sacrifices our military men and women make every day.
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| Ned McCourt and our Young Women's Group |
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I was probably standing near you in the student center that morning, Sarah. I dropped my siblings off at school and then went to the college where I was scheduled to work at the ambassador booth... But when I got there, everyone was gathered around the huge big-screen TVs watching live footage of the 1st tower on fire and then we were all in shock when we saw the 2nd plane hit. I remember standing there most of the morning with other students feeling sad and scared. I'll never forget that day!
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