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		<title>By: Christie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 13:45:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just a two weeks before the 1st anniversary of 9-11 I met with my OB/GYN for one of my final visits for a check-up and to schedule a date for my c-section. He only preformed them on Wednesdays, I picked the second Wed (9-11) for that date. He looked at it and asked if I was sure I wanted to have my son then. All I could say was of course I do. What greater tribute could I give to my fellow Americans who lost their lives on that day but to give birth to a new generation of hope. So I was scheduled to go in at 3pm. I got a phone call saying his previous cancelled their appt so I went in early. It turned out that our son was born 1 year to the day to the time that the 2nd tower fell. Can you say Pheonix rising from the ashes??? A few hours later as I nursed him for the 1st time sitting in my hospital room watching all the recounts of what went wrong just a year earlier I was filled with joy and sadness all at the same time. Hope had sprung up again and we will always remember......</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just a two weeks before the 1st anniversary of 9-11 I met with my OB/GYN for one of my final visits for a check-up and to schedule a date for my c-section. He only preformed them on Wednesdays, I picked the second Wed (9-11) for that date. He looked at it and asked if I was sure I wanted to have my son then. All I could say was of course I do. What greater tribute could I give to my fellow Americans who lost their lives on that day but to give birth to a new generation of hope. So I was scheduled to go in at 3pm. I got a phone call saying his previous cancelled their appt so I went in early. It turned out that our son was born 1 year to the day to the time that the 2nd tower fell. Can you say Pheonix rising from the ashes??? A few hours later as I nursed him for the 1st time sitting in my hospital room watching all the recounts of what went wrong just a year earlier I was filled with joy and sadness all at the same time. Hope had sprung up again and we will always remember&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Vinyl Sleeves</title>
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		<dc:creator>Vinyl Sleeves</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 06:24:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Barb,

I am taken back to 2001 when I read your post.  I rode from San Diego to New York escorting teddy bears that we collected for the affected families.  Through most towns and cities we would stop in the firehouse and allow the firefighters to read and sign our trailer and my Harley.  It was in these times that the loss they felt became personal for me as well.

I entered Ground Zero (inside the fence) with the fire chief from Station One.  He poured out his heart for the people he had lost and I knew that I stood in their presence.  I have been changed forever and still do not watch anything related to 9/11 because I remember the chief, his people, and the walls in Grand Central Station.  The memory of their pain never leaves even as I have been able to move on.

I will always remember where I was and the months that followed.  Thank you for being one who honors their memory as well.

I will bookmark your entry so that people can read what you have written.  Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Barb,</p>
<p>I am taken back to 2001 when I read your post.  I rode from San Diego to New York escorting teddy bears that we collected for the affected families.  Through most towns and cities we would stop in the firehouse and allow the firefighters to read and sign our trailer and my Harley.  It was in these times that the loss they felt became personal for me as well.</p>
<p>I entered Ground Zero (inside the fence) with the fire chief from Station One.  He poured out his heart for the people he had lost and I knew that I stood in their presence.  I have been changed forever and still do not watch anything related to 9/11 because I remember the chief, his people, and the walls in Grand Central Station.  The memory of their pain never leaves even as I have been able to move on.</p>
<p>I will always remember where I was and the months that followed.  Thank you for being one who honors their memory as well.</p>
<p>I will bookmark your entry so that people can read what you have written.  Thank you.</p>
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