I cross the street walk several blocks take a left and walk 4 more blocks up a comfortable incline. As I approach my destination I slow my pace and stop to look at the fence riddled with notes, stuffed animals, shirts, caps, trinkets and pictures.
I continue a bit further until I’m at the building entrance. I go inside pay for my ticket enter the elevator and push 2. As the elevator door tings open and I walk out I’m assaulted with voices and sounds. Some are talking, others weeping but they are overpowered by the yelling. There’s confusion.
These are the sounds of the past.
A horrible act that was born from a hatred of government and country.
Today I visited the Oklahoma City National Memorial Museum. The location of the Oklahoma City bombing. It was an emotional experience to see the devastation. It was also a moment in our history in which we came together as Americans. I had forgotten how many Agencies and States worked together each playing a key role in bringing a domestic terrorist to justice.
I look around me today and read some of the social media or listen to the news and there is such a high degree of hate being promoted against our government and the men and women who serve our country....... AND each other. We have become teams rather than Americans. I worry what the impact and outcome of this hatred will lead to.
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