11:38 PM Tuesday Late

First, I hope that everyone is safe. Just way out of it now and free flowing Blogging.

I'm Blogging on one of the worst nights in the nation's history. Four Planes went down today, three of them striking national landmarks. New York is in chaos, Washington DC is a mess, and across the country things are shut down.

The latest reports have a truck filled with explosives was pulled over by the George Washington Bridge that leads to NYC in NJ. I'm hoping this is just one of the weird rumors of the day, but god only knows at this point.

So far everyone I know is safe. I have a friend who got word that her dad was in the Pentagon this morning but he got out okay. Another's brother was in World Trade Center 1 and got out okay. Both took a couple of hours to find phones that worked because everything was shut down.

Chat rooms are buzzing even now -- 13 or 14 hours later -- with people that are just stunned.

Today for me started with getting up early. I had allergy shots and another doctor's appointment.

I got up late and ran to the shower. I guess I was in the shower for the first blast because the 2nd blast was happening just after I got out of the shower.

I got in the car and the horror hit. Two planes hit the world trade center.

Got to allergies and while I was getting my shot, my blood pressure ironically lower than ever even though my heart was beating through my chest, and we listened as the reports came in that the pentagon was hit by another plane.

I got home for the 4th plane to go down then had to go out as the aftermath was hitting the country.

The drive to my second doctor's appointment was in a haze. I mean personally, I had a big look of disbelief on my face and I was driving just staring at the radio half the time. Everyone else was going slow on the road and when I looked, most had the same shocked look on their faces.

Back home and chat was buzzing with people. I can't blame anyone for their reactions to this event. I'm sure there were folks who did believe that this was the end of the world. World War 3 was repeated, even by some of the moderators, but I tried to make it clear that we have to wait for the smoke to clear before we jump to conclusions.

Maybe it's me. Maybe it's memories of being 9 years old and having Mt. St. Helens blow up in my backyard. We thought it was the end then. Ash in the backyard every day. My homework assignments were covered in doodles of volcanos and old hermit Harry Truman running for his life with his cats. For months we thought that the end could come the next day, but it didn't and that's probably changed my outlook on things.

I just have this belief that we should take the time after an event like this to mourn and grieve the dead. While folks are calling this the end of the world, it isn't. We will survive this. America is a lot stronger than you'd think. There will be a tomorrow and tomorrow hand in hand and side by side we will rebuild and we will get through this together. Let's hold our heads up and be brave for those who are still missing. Let's hold those who didn't make it in our hearts and take their memories with us as we get through this.

If Vengeance comes, it comes, but for now, let's take things a day at a time and survive, together, as a nation, as only America can.

It's past midnight now. A somber happy Birthday to Robyn H. Two new strips up tonight to keep me busy and to take things off my mind.

I'm off to bed.

Be safe all.

k9

P.S. Van report turns out to be untrue. Van was pulled over. No explosives.

k9

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