I was on my way to my first courthouse that morning.  I was flipping through the stations on the car radio and heard the announcement that "a small private plane" had hit the first tower. By the time I'd gotten to my destination, the second tower and the Pentagon had been hit.

About a month prior to the attacks, I had done a 60-year title search on a piece of ground in Somerset county.  I found out later from the client who ordered the search that it was on that very tract that United Flight 93 had crashed.  The hair on the back of my neck still stands up when I think about it!

I'm glad to see that on the fifth anniversary of the Religion of Peace's greatest contribution to American history (so far), the hit-and-run media finally acknowledges that we were attacked!

Personally, I'd like to see that footage of the burning Twin Towers collapsing run on all the networks every single day!  Maybe then, it would outrage the American "sheeple" enough to demand that those 535 limp-wristed, panty-waist girly-men (and women) who supposedly represent us gather the moral courage to stand behind our President instead of undermining the mission and the troops at every turn!

If you can read this, thank a teacher.  If you can read it in English, thank a veteran.

Scott Perry