5 years later.....

5 years ago I woke up as normal....at the last possible moment that left me enough time to shower, dress, and go to school...my wife drove me in, with my baby girl, Elizabeth, just 5 months old, in the back, strapped safely into her car seat.

My first class was French.

the TA thanked everyone for showing up, in spite of all that was going on....class was a little noisy with chatter, so I turned to a classmate and asked, "did something happen today?"

My classmate told me that two planes crashed into the WTC, and that another hit the Pentagon. I'll admit that my bigger concern was the Pentagon, as I actually knew people there....

French couldn't end soon enough. After class I rushed back to the front of the studen union building, to where Senora was picking me up. I jumped into the passenger seat and called a friend of mine. Dave had yet to end his term with the Army, to work for the FBI, but he said that those we knew in the Pentagon were accounted for, and were fine.

I called in to work, telling them I wasn't coming in for obvious reasons.

Upon arrival at home, I switched on CNN and held my 5 month old as tight as I could without hurting her, and cried for hours.

I don't watch many 9/11 shows, be they documentaries, special reports, or movies based on the event......it still hurts, and I knew none of those that were lost, nor none of the families that lost a loved one.

REJOICE!!!!!!!!!

Yeah!

Who's the most badass mothereffing Texan you know?






After that, who's the next most badass mothereffing Texan you know?





y'all suck!



H4T3RZ!