We Remember

While there is no denying the terrible loss of life and peace of mind on 9/11/01, we also remember the extraordinary acts of courage that day also. The ordinary people, firefighters, and police who risked and often lost their lives, either trying to rescue people or carrying people out of the two towers, helped to remind us that even in the face of a terrible act of terrorism, most people are so much better than we often give them credit for.

The FDNY raising a flag over the rubble of the towers, reminding us that we, as a nation, can recover.


The Pentagon Memorial at night. Many military personnel and civilians gave their lives trying to save colleagues.

This sculpture was a gift from Russian President Vladimir Putin and the Russian people, and was dedicated on the 5th anniversary of 9/11. It is meant to symbolize the sadness over the loss of life, but also the hope that one day we will be crying tears of joy when we eradicate terrorism.


We also can't forget the heroes of Flight 93, who chose to fight back against the hijackers and lost their lives when the plane crashed into a field in Pennsylvania.

And finally our hope for peace in the years to come.

All Moved

Well, we are finally all moved (we've been here since last Sunday but Mom didn't finish moving until Thursday ). It's not bad being here. There is lots more room like Cody said there would be, and a tower that we get fed on top of. Mom says that this was the easiest move yet with Cody. It only took about 15 minutes to corner him in the bathroom and convince him that the PTU was the place to be safe. He only gave her 5 scratch marks when he used her arm as a spring board trying to get away from everyone. Once he was in the PTU, he calmed right down and didn't create a fuss in the car at all. I, on the other hand, was very easy to put in the PTU, but once I was in it, and in the car, I cried most of the way to my new home.

Once in our new home, I explored a bit and decided it wasn't so bad. Cody took off and hid, and Mom didn't see him until last night. She got worried that he might have slipped out somehow, even though there was no way he could have because he doesn't like going near the door. So she locked me in her room with her for the night, and in the morning the food dish was empty and the litter box had been used, so she knew he was just hiding. He did show himself last night for about 10-15 seconds when Mom surprised him, but today, he actually came partially out of hiding to get treats. Mom is hoping that he will start to venture out further once he feels comfortable again.

It's been nice getting to know Papa too. He gives good skritches, but don't tell him I told you. Mom says that he likes to seem like a tough guy, but he's really just a marshmallow. Well, I better go. Mom still has movies and stuff to put away and I need to snoopervise.

Gracie