In Memoriam

For thousands of innocent lives lost and countless other lives irrevocably changed on the day of our nations' greatest tragedy,

September 11, 2001

We will survive and surmount, but we will never forget.

Support freedom

Be Strong!

We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;

We have hard work to do and loads to lift;

Shun not the struggle-face it; 'tis God's gift.

Be strong!

Say not, "The days are evil. Who's to blame?"

And fold the hands and acquiesce-oh, shame!

Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name.

Be strong!

It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong.

How hard the battle goes, the day how long;

Faint not-fight on! Tomorrow comes the song.

Maltbie Davenport Babcock

He Is Not Dead

I cannot say, and I will not say

That he is dead. He is just away.

With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,

He has wandered into an unknown land

And left us dreaming how very fair

It needs must be, since he lingers there.

And you-oh, you, who the wildest yearn

For an old-time step, and the glad return,

Think of him faring on, as dear

In the love of There as the love of Here.

Think of him still as the same, I say,

He is not dead-he is just away

James Whitcomb Riley

There is No Death

There is a plan far greater than the plan you know;

There is a landscape broader than the one you see.

There is a haven where storm-tossed souls may go-

You call it death-we, immortality.

You call it death-this seeming endless sleep;

We call it birth-the soul at last set free.

'Tis hampered not by time or space-you weep.

Why weep at death? 'Tis immortality.

Farewell, dear voyageur-'twill not be long.

Your work is done-now may peace rest with thee.

Your kindly thoughts and deeds-they will live on.

This is not death-'tis immortality.

Farewell, dear voyageur-the river winds and turns;

The cadence of your song wafts near to me,

And now you know the thing that all men learn:

There is no death-there's immortality.

Unknown

Retribution

Though the Mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small;

Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.

Democracy

The death of democracy is not likely to be an assassination from ambush. It will be a slow extinction from apathy, indifference, and undernourishment.

Robert M. Hutchins

Freedom

The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and this is the path of surrender, or submission.

John F. Kennedy

Liberty

Let every nation know, wheither it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe, in order to assure the survival and the success of liberty.

John F. Kennedy

Links

Other Memorial Pages

Fallen Firefighter's Memorial

Coverage on Incident

The September 11 Digital Archive

Lists of Victims

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