Today is a day we should never allow the world to forget. On 9/11 America forever lost her innocent sense of safety from terrorism within our shores.
Personally, my husband and I not only lost neighbors and friends that day, but we were eye witnesses to the horrible event 14 miles across the water from our cliff side deck.
Local ferries and fisherman crossed the sea from our side to give aid to those who needed to leave the island for care or rescue. The constant drone of the motors lasted into the night as the dark smoke enveloped the sky and drew a curtain over the horizon. If that was not hard enough to witness, we were also personally affected by the third hijacked plane, Flight 93, that crashed in a field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania. It was next to a farm owned by longtime personal friends.
©Sandra Hart 2016
Welcome to my world! I have always loved to write, but I have spent most of my adult life in front of either a television or film camera. First as a Romper Room Teacher, then in television series and movies where writing took a backstage place in my life. I am now over 50 and have the freedom to get back to expressing myself through writing. I muse about my life and thoughts and just about everything under the sun. The only order to it is life itself as lived. Natural chaos!
I am married and have three grown children who are interested in breeding horses, flying and creating. My youngest is the lead singer/songwriter of the Grammy nominated band, Tonic, Emerson Hart.
So here I am, wanting to read about you and at the same time bringing you along with me to mine. I hope you will find me just as interesting as I do you! Hop aboard for the ride.
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