Read this excerpt from a Romanian Newspaper. The article was
written by Mr. Cornel Nistorescu and published under the title
"C"ntarea Americii, meaning "Ode To America" on September 24,
2002 in the Romanian newspaper, Evenimentulzilei ("The Daily
Event" or "News of the Day").

~An Ode to America~

Why are Americans so united? They would not resemble one
another even if you painted them all one color! They speak all
the languages of the world and form an astonishing mixture of
civilizations and religious beliefs. Still, the American tragedy
turned three hundred million people into a hand put on the heart.

Nobody rushed to accuse the White House, the army, and the
secret services that they are only a bunch of losers. Nobody
rushed to empty their bank accounts. Nobody rushed out onto
the streets nearby to gape about. The Americans volunteered to
donate blood and to give a helping hand.

After the first moments of panic, they raised their flag over the

smoking ruins, putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colors of
the national flag.

They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in every place and
on every car a government official or the president was passing.

On every occasion, they started singing their traditional song:
"God Bless America!" I watched the live broadcast and rerun
after rerun for hours listening to the story of the guy who went
down one hundred floors with a woman in a wheelchair without
knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey player, who
gave his life fighting with the terrorists and prevented the plane
from hitting a target that could have killed other hundreds or
thousands of people.

How on earth were they able to respond united as one human
being? Imperceptibly, with every word and musical note, the
memory of some turned into a modern myth of tragic heroes. And
with every phone call, millions and millions of dollars were put
in a collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family, but a
spirit, which no money can buy.

What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way? Their land?
Their galloping history? Their economic Power? Money? I tried
for hours to find an answer, humming songs and murmuring
phrases with the risk of sounding commonplace.

I thought things over, but I reached only one conclusion...Only
freedom can work such miracles.