Flight 93 Memorial

On my list of things to do this summer was revisit the Flight 93 memorial. I have not been up there since right after 9/11 and they have started working on it as a national monument and I wanted to check it out.

In seventh grade we took a field trip to Washington DC and it was a ton of fun visiting all of the memorials and museums. But even as sad as it was visiting the Korean War, WW2 monument and all others, it is different then the Flight 93 because I was alive for it and remember so much from that day.

This is the flight path the plane took as it was going down and finally came to stop where the rock is. It really is a wonderful place to remember all that has happened.

I remember so much about that day that it seems weird to me. I was in 6th grade at the time in art class when the news was first turned on. We were supposed to be working on a shading project but I don't think we got much done that day. My teacher turned the news on and throughout all of my classes we watched all day. I remember coming home and my mom was vacuuming and I thought, "what the heck are you doing vacuuming when we are all going to die!?" I went straight to my room and packed a backpack full of clothes and then some canned soup and whatever I might need to survive. Here I was thinking we are in the middle of a danger zone with New York to the north and DC to the south, and flight 93 crashed so close!