Life Observation # 137
As you go through Life . . . whatever be your goal, Keep your eye upon the doughnut . . . and not upon the hole. Ice
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9/11 . . . Remembered a decade later
The morning dawned much like it did ten years ago with crispness in the air and clear blue skies. How likely is that in days of fading summer in Alaska? The similarities keen within the consciousness of the day for many people but there is also an overwhelming sense of loss . . . both in loved ones and in a broader sense in clarity. Before the events leading up to that tragic day there seemed to be a sense of almost mystical character that was America. It had been chiseled into our beings by our forefathers and shaped the direction of its people would interact with each other and the world. It reminds us of all that was good in our world and how things should be for our children. As a nation we had grown up (from another attack on our soil in December, 1941) and moved to never let such transgressions happen again. But somewhere as a country we were lazy in not recognizing how the world had changed around us and nothing prepared us for the sounds of jet engines whining u