This past Friday was my husband and my fourth anniversary (how time flies)! To celebrate we decided to went to the Goodhue County Historical Society’s World War II Hangar Dance. It was my first experience going to a hangar dance, and let me tell you, it was: Amazing!!
Dinner was U.S.O scalloped potatoes and ham. These guys thought of everything. Overall, we both had a blast! I can’t think of anyway I’d have rather spent my anniversary than with this great group of people on our little trip back in time!
The highlight of the evening was this man. He competed in the costume contest and explained he was wearing official Navy Dungarees, which would have been what the crew would have worn most of the while they were on board. How did he know? Easy. He fought in WWII. He told an extremely moving story that overcame the audience, and got him a well-deserved standing ovation.
I can’t wait until next year’s hangar dance!
It is one of those things. One of the things you’ll never forget. One of the things that everyone has a story about. One of those things that you knew the moment that it happened how monumentally important it would be. Yes, one of those things.
I remember where I was. I had just walked into Spanish class. I had only been there a couple other times. I didn’t yet know my class mates, didn’t yet understand much about my teacher. Someone ran in the door, panting, a boy… “They bombed it!” he yelled. “They what?” the teacher asked skeptically. “They bombed it! The World Trade Center, it’s on fire!” He was wrong, of course, technically.
The teacher turned white, not sure whether or not to believe the boy, she skeptically waved at him to take his seat. Within a couple of moments the gasps could be heard from down the hall, students left classes, desks empty and books open and resting upon them. Everyone was in shock. The students from three classrooms gathered in my Spanish class, and after some whispering among the teachers, the television was turned on. A heavy and tense silence washed over every person in the first moments we saw the images. Tears trickled down faces; fingernails dug into book covers.
In that moment, even though we didn’t know each other we all knew we shared the same thoughts, the same fears and the same questions. In that moment, we were more alike than we were different. We were united by our horror, our fear, our pride. It is a feeling I hadn’t felt before or since: we were united as Americans.
Where were YOU on September 11, 2001? What is it you will always remember about that day? Please leave your story in the comments.
I’ll admit, I’m nowhere near the end of my journey, and I’m not trying to come off as an expert on this topic. But I decided about two and a half years ago that I was going to do what I loved, and nothing was going to stop me.
1. A big part of being happy and satisfied with what you are doing is being happy and satisfied with who you are.
“Joy is not in things; it is in us” – Richard Wagner, German composer, and theater director.
It is impossible to do what you love if you cannot find happiness in just being. The road to realizing your ultimate dream is fraught with frustrations, shortcomings – and to put it bluntly, utter failures. (more…)
Oh my! It has been VERY quiet here. Bad, bad blogger I am!!
I assure you it has been for a very good reason! Not one I can reveal just yet, but suffice it to say in between my client projects, which are keeping me very busy, I am working on a big exciting new project, one I CAN’T WAIT to share with you!
I think you are really going to like it, so stay tuned for the big reveal in the next few months.
I hope you are all enjoying your summer and keeping cool!