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September 11th, 2001

We would like to express the sorrow that we share with our customers and our fellow Americans over the actions of September 11th.

For those who would like to help, you can visit the Red Cross at

Thank you very much, HAMILTON GUIDE SERVICE

In light of the recent crisis we have included this on our web page. We must not forget what has happened and what is now happening in this great country we live in. We are a proud people and we will overcome this tragedy and prevail.

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This to Our Heavenly Father:

 We are moved by the alarming news and crisis that our country is facing. This, the greatest nation, founded in the belief that "In God We Trust" and the "Land of the Free". 

We come against this enemy that has attacked our country. No weapon that is formed against us shall prosper. We pray for the families of those who have lost loved ones in these attacks.Please have mercy on those suffering, hurting and in fear. Give wisdom & strength to those who are assisting. May the forces of evil be broken by your power and may we humble before thee, our strength and refuge.

We pray for our President and all the great leaders of this country that you will give them wisdom, and bring your comforting peace through the power of your Holy Spirit.

Help us here to reach to those that have been affected by this tragedy. We pray for Divine intervention and ask your favor for America.

Thank you for your protection from further attacks. Comfort the hearts of the people.

In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.


A Letter to the Terrorist

Dear Whomever

Well, you hit the World Trade Center, but you missed America.
You hit the Pentagon, but you missed America.
You used helpless American bodies to take out other American bodies, but like a poor marksman, you STILL missed America.

You monster. You beast. You unspeakable bastard.
What lesson did you hope to teach us by your coward's attack on our World Trade Center, our Pentagon, us?
What was it you hoped we would learn?
Whatever it was, please know that you failed. 

Did you want us to respect your cause?
You just damned your cause.
Did you want to make us fear?
You just steeled our resolve.
Did you want to tear us apart?
You just brought us together.

Let me tell you about my people.
We are a vast and quarrelsome family, a family rent by racial, social, political and class division, but a family nonetheless.
We're frivolous, yes, capable of expending tremendous emotional energy on pop cultural minutiae -- a singer's revealing dress, a ball team's misfortune, a cartoon mouse.
We're wealthy, too, spoiled by the ready availability of trinkets and material goods, and maybe because of that, we walk through life with a certain sense of blithe entitlement.
We are fundamentally decent, though -- peace-loving and compassionate.
We struggle to know the right thing and to do it.
And we are, the overwhelming majority of us, people of faith, believers in a just and loving God.

Some people -- you, perhaps -- think that any or all of this makes us weak.
You're mistaken.
We are not weak.
Indeed, we are strong in ways that cannot be measured by arsenals.

Yes, we're in pain now.
We are in mourning and we are in shock.
We're still grappling with the unreality of the awful thing you did, still working to make ourselves understand that this isn't a special effect from some Hollywood blockbuster, isn't the plot development from a Tom Clancy novel.
Both in terms of the awful scope of their ambition and the probable final death toll, your attacks are likely to go down as the worst acts of terrorism in the history of the United States and, probably, the history of the world.
You've bloodied us as we have never been bloodied before.

But there's a gulf of difference between making us bloody and making us fall.
This is the lesson Japan was taught to its bitter sorrow the last time anyone hit us this hard, the last time anyone brought us such abrupt and monumental pain.
When roused, we are righteous in our outrage, terrible in our force.
When provoked by this level of barbarism, we will bear any suffering, pay any cost, go to any length, in the pursuit of justice.

I tell you this without fear of contradiction.
I know my people, as you, I think, do not.
What I know reassures me.
It also causes me to tremble with dread of the future.

In the days to come, there will be recrimination and accusation, fingers pointing to determine whose failure allowed this to happen and what can be done to prevent it from happening again.
There will be heightened security, misguided talk of revoking basic freedoms.
We'll go forward from this moment sobered, chastened, sad.
But determined, too.
Unimaginably determined.

You see, the steel in us is not always readily apparent.
That aspect of our character is seldom understood by people who don't know us well.
On this day, the family's bickering is put on hold.

As Americans we will weep, as Americans we will mourn, and as Americans, we will rise in defense of all that we cherish.

So I ask again:
What was it you hoped to teach us?
It occurs to me that maybe you just wanted us to know the depths of your hatred.
If that's the case, consider the message received.
And take this message in exchange:
You don't know my people.
You don't know what we're capable of.
You don't know what you just started.
But you're about to learn. 

Sleep tight, if you can. We're coming.
Forever Proud,


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