U.A. Flight 93

Chronicles the events experienced by those aboard United 93 on September 11, 2001

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U.A. Flight 93


They boarded as strangers on that clear September day,
Unaware what lay ahead, lives thrown in disarray.
Forty souls lined up in rows, ranging from young to old;
What qualities each one possessed would surely soon unfold.

At 8:01, with flight delayed, they sat upon the tarmac,
Unbeknownst to all aboard that we’d soon be attacked.
For nineteen men with ill intent set out to harm our nation;
Four planes they’d seize to strike landmarks, bent on devastation.

At 8:42, Flight 93 takes off into the sky,
Not knowing that before day’s end three thousand folks would die.
At 8:46, Flight 11 collides with the North Tower,
In hopes that such destruction would surely make us cower.

At 9:03, Flight 175 strikes the tower to the south;
The horror in Manhattan quickly spreads by word of mouth.
And those aboard Flight 93, conversing via phone,
Began to plot their destiny, resolve as firm as stone.

At 9:37, the Pentagon is struck by Flight 77.
At 9:59, the South Tower falls, sending more souls to Heaven.
They’d be damned, Flight 93—they’d never grant control.
Together they would take a stand with the battle cry, “Let’s roll!”

With strength and courage unlike any I have ever seen,
These heroes chose to fight against the terrorists’ cruel scheme.
Now was the time for all to see their qualities revealed;
At 10:03, they crashed that plane into a Pennsylvania field.

I doubt that we will ever know how many lives they saved,
Strangers giving of themselves—futures selflessly waived.
At 10:28, the North Tower falls; more people lose their lives:
Daughters, sons, dads, moms, friends, husbands and wives.

Of all who died that fateful day, we still remember names,
And Flight 93 holds a place unlike the other planes.
They acted in a time of trial as we would like to act,
Sacrificing themselves for strangers, integrity intact.

These forty have affected me; their bravery haunts my soul.
I still think of Todd Beamer when I hear someone say, “Let’s roll!”
So as you go about your day, end it on bended knee,
And remember those who perished on U.A. Flight 93.

This poem is dedicated to all those who lost their lives on September 11, 2001 and specifically to those courageous souls who perished in a Pennsylvania field aboard United Airlines Flight 93.

FLIGHT DECK CREW:
Captain Jason M. Dahl
First Officer LeRoy Homer Jr.

CABIN CREW:
Lorraine G. Bay (flight attendant)
Sandy Waugh Bradshaw (flight attendant)
Wanda Anita Green (flight attendant)
Cee Cee Ross Lyles (flight attendant)
Deborah Anne Jacobs Welsh - The purser (lead flight attendant)

THE PASSENGERS:
Christian Adams
Todd M. Beamer
Alan Anthony Beaven
Mark Bingham
Deora Frances Bodley
Marion R. Britton
Thomas E. Burnett Jr.
William Joseph Cashman
Georgine Rose Corrigan
Patricia Cushing
Joseph DeLuca
Patrick Joseph Driscoll
Edward Porter Felt
Jane C. Folger
Colleen L. Fraser
Andrew "Sonny" Garcia
Jeremy Logan Glick
Kristin Osterholm White Gould
Lauren Catuzzi Grandcolas
Donald Freeman Greene
Linda Gronlund
Richard J. Guadagno
Toshiya Kuge
Hilda Marcin
Waleska Martinez
Nicole Carol Miller
Louis J. Nacke II
Donald Arthur Peterson
Jean Hoadley Peterson
Mark David Rothenberg
Christine Ann Snyder
John Talignani
Honor Elizabeth Wainio


May God bless and keep you, and may He forever hold you in the palm of His hand.