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In Memory Of Christine Hanson ~And All Lives Lost~ 9-11-2001
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~ In Loving Memory Of ~
Christine Hanson
Sue Kim Hanson & Peter Hanson




~AND ALL LIVES LOST SEPTEMBER 11, 2001~

A moving poem written as though from the first-person perspective of Christine Hanson, a 2 year-old girl on United Flight 175, one of the airplanes that crashed into the World Trade Center on September 11.

It's interesting how a tragedy like the attack on America can seem abstract just because it's so far away and involves the loss of so many people.

This simple poem is a reminder that it wasn't several thousand people who died that day. It was one person. And another person. And another person. Multiplied thousands of times.

Little Christine Hanson died on flight 175 along with her parents, 32 year-old Peter Hanson and 35 year-old Susan Kim Hanson. They were from Groton, Massachusetts.

Copyright © Author Unknown.

Christine Hanson
In Loving Memory 9-11-2001~



Christine Hanson
Her Parents: Peter Hanson age: 32
Susan Kim Hanson age: 35
All perished on flight 175


My name is Christine Hanson.
I am only two years old.
I am going for a ride,
or thats what I am told.

I am sitting here quietly,
next to my mom and dad.
I am having a fun time.
Everyone seems glad.

Why is he yelling Daddy?
Please tell me what's wrong!
Please don't cry Mommy,
this ride won't be that long!

Why are we getting up
and moving to the back?
Why is everyone crying?
Why is she being attacked?

What did I do wrong?
Why are they yelling at us?
Why is everyone screaming?
What is all the fuss?

I thought you said that
this plane ride would be fun.
Is this a game Mommy?
Am I it, am I the one?

I think I will hide behind you,
so that I don't get caught.
Daddy this isn't fun anymore!
This isn't what I thought.

Why do I see buildings
right out the next window?
Shouldn't we stop now?
Shouldn't we go slow?

What was that loud boom?
Why do I see fire?
What just happened Daddy?
We should have been higher!

We have hit a building,
the World Trade Center I think.
I am slowly dying now.
I can't open my eyes to blink.

Where are you Mommy?
Why can't I hear your voice?
Why did they drive us here?
This wasn't our choice.

My name is Christine Hanson,
I am only two years old.
We were going for a plane ride.
That's what we were told.

I'll never go to prom.
I wont reach the age of three.
Why did this happen to these people?
Why did this happen to me?


POEM WRITTEN BY: STEPHANIE CARTER (age 16)
KangaroosBounce@aol.com

Please pass this on in memory of Christine Hanson who was killed on
flight 175 at 9:03 am and for the thousands more who died on 9-11-01, the day America was under attack.

MORE ABOUT
CHRISTINE HANSON (MOTHER: SUE KIM HANSON) & (FATHER: PETER HANSON)

The Hanson family was on their way to a California vacation aboard United Airlines Flight 175.

At a Connecticut memorial service Saturday, and at another service on the Boston University campus Monday, colleagues and family members remembered the promising young couple and their daughter:

Peter Hanson, 32, was a software company vice president with the presence of mind to phone his parents from the doomed aircraft.

Sue Kim Hanson, 35, was a medical student working on a doctoral thesis that promised to reveal the workings of a chemical believed to regulate immune responses.

Christine Hanson, 3, was on her first trip to Disneyland. Friends of the family said she was as spirited as her parents.

Friend Anne Nason recalled how Peter Hanson, easygoing and brilliant, had stumbled onto a career in sales by creating spin-off businesses while following the Grateful Dead around the country. He had been at Waltham, Mass., -based TimeTrade for the last year.

At Boston University, colleagues and professors of Sue Kim Hanson plan to continue work she seemed near completing after years of study, said Dr. Hardy Kornfeld, Hanson's thesis adviser.

She had isolated in lab mice a gene suspected of being involved in asthma sufferers and AIDS patients. It had been painstaking work, said Kornfeld, though Hanson hardly blinked before jumping into it.

"She was sort of fearless," he said. "Sue just took on tasks that were incredibly challenging, and more often than not she was able to make a go at them."

She was scheduled to defend her thesis in November. Kornfeld said the university planned to award it posthumously.






My heart goes out to Christine, Mom Susan & father Peter's family & friends. That september morning will never be forgotten and neither will Christine or any of the other lives lost on the early morning of ~9-11-2001~. May God comfort you in your time of loss by holding you in his warm embrace. To our angels who will never be forgotten.







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