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Here SHE is!

As you scroll down, notice the twin towers on top.

Here SHE is, the USS New 
York, made from the 
World  
Trade
Center !

USS 
New York 
It was built with 24 tons of 
scrap steel from the 
World  
Trade  
Center .

It is the fifth in a new class of warship - 
designed for missions that include special 
operations against terrorists. It will carry a 
crew of 360 sailors and 700 combat-ready Marines 
to be delivered ashore by helicopters and 
assault craft. 

Steel 
from the 
World  
Trade  
Center was melted 
down in a foundry in 
Amite , LA to 
cast the ship’s bow section. When it was poured 
into the molds on Sept 9, 2003, ‘those big rough 
steelworkers treated it with total reverence,’ 
recalled Navy Capt. Kevin Wensing, who was there.


‘It was a spiritual moment for everybody there.’

Junior Chavers, foundry operations manager, said that 
when the trade center steel first arrived, he 
touched it with his hand and the ‘hair on my 
neck stood up.’ ‘It had a big meaning to it for 
all of us,’ he said. ‘They knocked us down. They 
can’t keep us down. We’re going to be 
back.’ 

The 
ship’s motto?


‘Never Forget’ 

Please keep 
this going so everyone can see what we are made 
of in this country!



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Live in a fantasy world more then not. Like to imagine myself back in my Norman Rockwell world when life was so much simpler. Had to get off couch to change TV then and if lucky had 3-4 channels. Could understand music and words like "mockingbird hill" and not like todays where makes ya wanna run out into traffic. Dad came home at sundown and we ate like a family and actually talked. Today's kids running out door, may say "hi dad" if lucky and run to see what kind of trouble can get into with friends. We had daily prayer and pledge of allegiance then to. But that offended a lot of people NOT FROM THIS COUNTRY, so had to stop that. Liked to do good and be good because that's how we were raised. Nothing more impressive then having to go to the weeping willow tree to get your own switch...lol But we learned and respected parents and the law. Government had to step in though and tell parents not to spank their kids or holler at them...that was abuse. So, no discipline, no consequences hell why not do whatever ya want. Tell parents to F off. They can't do anything about it anymore. And then to have the nerve to sit back and ask "whats happened to todays youth".
Hot girl back then wore bobby socks and dress down past knees but she was breathtaking to us then..lol Today when 12 look more like 21 & cool look for guys is to wear their pants pulled down to knees.
Love heartwarming articles and stuff that interest me so like to share with those that have same interests. Like a site i love called. www.feedmecheesy.com full of inspirational clips and heartwarming stories. I also like Tom Bodett and Dave Barrys articles and blogs. Outlook on life through humorous and innocent eyes. We all had that innocence as children but forgot about our castles and fairy's, our secret friends nobody could see except us, to whom we told all our secrets and daily activities. When would romp through fields watching the butterflies and smelling the flowers, perhaps picking some dandelions for mom. But then we got older, no more time for that stuff because had things to do, places to go and bills to pay. So as smoke evaporates into nothingness as did our visions of these things and our secret friend, castles, forts, and dreams.
And so it is until very old and alone ( i've a way to go there yet...lol) and then we have time again to remember those things. So when you see an old person sitting there with a smile on his or her face and wondering why on earth they are smiling, now you know. Their secret friends have returned along with the memories of those cherished years.
Myself i think the whole purpose of life is to learn one thing and that is to learn to love. Tough talk for an ole marine vet that has killed many huh...lol Really just an ole softie. One that loves to remember and dream.........
Oh well. can't think to much about this. Back to my world with clouds flowing by and all is right with world.

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