Day 5 - Julia

Tonight, after a long but enjoyable day of museums and the Arlington Cemetery, we went to the Pentagon Memorial.  When we first stepped into the memorial, I was shocked at how many benches there were.  There was also a wide range of ages of people who died that day - from 3 years old to 71 years old.  Underneath the benches that were dedicated to the people who had lost their lives, was flowing water.  It seemed too peaceful to hear the flow of water where there once had been a tragic ending to many people’s lives.  I can’t believe that people would kill innocent people.  There is no excuse for that and I can’t understand it.  When we left the memorial and got on the bus Marybeth played a song written for the tradegy.  It’s called There Are No Words.  Even the kids who hadn’t been crying before were crying so hard.  We were thinking of the lives lost at the Pentagon, Twin Towers, and the field in Pennsylvania.  We were also thinking of our families and the loved ones that we’ve lost while trying to comprehend what it would be like if we lost our own family. There really are no words to describe the feeling of loss and sorrow during 9/11.