I've told this story before but I'll tell it again.
I was in college and had already finished an early class. My roommate, Stephen, had basically quit school and was a bartender so he notoriously slept away the morning on into mid day. The news of the first plane spread quickly through the library computer lab I had made my way to after class. I was there to goof off in between classes. The room wasn't that big so as you passed by each monitor, you saw the same thing. The tv's were usually on CNN or some form of news so I looked up and everyone in that lab watched the 2nd plane hit together. Either on a computer or on the tv's overhead.
From there, I decided to skip my next class and head back to the apartment. I woke Stephen up and we glued ourselves to the couch and watched it all from that morning on in to the night. We were College kids so as the day progressed we drank. A lot. As we drank, we got more and more brave and began talking big about how we were all going to enlist and go whip some ass. It was a night of big talk, blurred vision, and hurt hearts.
The next day I had another early class so I dragged my self out of the apartment to head that way. Stephen's truck was gone which was odd obviously. When I returned around lunch, there he was on the couch watching the tv like he'd never left. I asked what was up and if he had gone to get breakfast, thinking that's where he was earlier. He told me no and held up his US Army Enlistment paperwork. He simply said, "I guess I'll be moving out here in a bout 3 weeks."
Stephen served 3 tours as a Sniper with the 10th Mountain 2-22. He was in Afcrapistan and "the suck" (Iraq) and returned safely. He's been my best friend and hero since that day. We talk nearly every day and when this crap comes up, I always remind him how proud I am of his sacrifice. I tell him jokingly, I was just too hungover to follow up on all my sh!ttalk from that night. His response has never changed from "I wasn't."
To those who gave their all that day and the days to come, and to all the innocent victims that suffered and are still suffering, I haven't forgotten a damn thing. God keep you and guide you towards finding the peace you seek.
Sorry for the length.
Gig em America.