Brian Clark was trying to get out of the South Tower on 9/11 when he heard a voice calling for help.
He could have kept moving.
Instead, he stopped.
Stanley Praimnath was trapped behind debris after the impact, and Brian made the choice to go toward him, pull him free, and help him get down.
That decision changed everything.
Both men made it out alive.
In the middle of smoke, fear, and complete chaos, Brian Clark heard someone in trouble and refused to leave him behind.
Remember Brian Clark.
Not every hero died that day.
Some saved a life, survived, and carried that story with them forever.
Shocking doesn’t even begin to describe this. In a sane world, these two people would NEVER be able to hold office ever again 😡
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Tyler Robinson pulled the trigger.
But don’t act like he built that hatred alone.
FAKE NEWS CNN and the local news machine spent years pumping division into young heads, school shootings, attempts on the President, and finally Charlie Kirk.
Propaganda isn’t harmless.
It trains people what to hate.
Then somebody acts on it.
The shooter is guilty.
The media that radicalized a generation doesn’t get a clean conscience.
25 years ago, a group of ordinary Americans did the extraordinary. On September 11th 2001, evil terrorists hijacked their airplane. When they realized our country was under attack and the hijackers planned to use their airplane as a missile to attack the nation’s capital, the 40 passengers and crew voted to act. “Let’s roll.”
They bravely stormed the cockpit, sacrificing their own lives to bring the plane down in a Pennsylvania field. They saved countless lives and sent a powerful and enduring message to the world.
WE WILL NEVER FORGET. 🇺🇸
Mayor of NYC is laughing and joking while others are crying at the 9/11 memorial
This is got to be one of the most disrespectful things I’ve ever seen
There’s a reason many New Yorkers didn’t want Mamdani visiting these memorials today
I’m too shocked, disgusted and angry to really even be commenting at this point, but I will anyway. Andrew was a fan who became a friend. Cam and I just had lunch with him in Forth Worth in June, when he drove from Austin to see my return to the stage after my father’s sudden death in May.
Andrew was a rare person: Genuinely kind just for the sake of it; it quite clearly never occurred to him to expect anything in return. I am haunted and horrified thinking of his final moments, and beyond furious that this was the end the world gave him, the same world that he’d always gone out of his way to make a better place.
We all love you Andrew, and we always will. Your kindness made you a legend.
I will never forget 9/11/01.
I was in school. My teachers had no idea what was going on, so they rolled TVs into the classrooms to find out.
We watched footage of the twin towers get hit.
My fellow students and I sensed the teachers’ panic. They started telling us that there would be no recess today, and that our parents would be picking us up.
We watched out the window as thick, black smoke engulfed the playground.
It started to register that what we watched on the news was much closer to home.
My mom picked me up from school. We ran to the car, covering our faces.
When we got home, she told me that my Uncle Greg was going into the city to fight the fire that caused all of that smoke I was seeing.
The previous year I had my Uncle Greg come to career day over my own dad because being a fire fighter, arson investigator and Deputy Commissioner of Emergency Management was FAR cooler than selling houses. (Sorry, dad, he let me wear the helmet!)
Those fires at ground zero kept burning, my Uncle and so many other brave first responders kept fighting them.
I’m lucky enough to still get to see my Uncle for the holidays. I think of the thousands of other families that were changed forever that day. An empty seat at Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, and every night.
Taken by pure evil.
That’s why we must never forget, and those who are too young to remember, must learn.
I had the honor of remembering the victims and their families at the Living Memorial Plaza in Jerusalem, the only memorial outside of New York City that has engraved each victim‘s name on its wall. I read the beautiful poem The Names by Billy Collins. Beautiful and heartbreaking.
A quarter of a century has passed since September 11, 2001, when the peace of our Nation was shattered by terrorists.
Today, we remember the 2,977 precious lives taken from us, honor the heroes who answered the call, & keep their families in the heart of our Nation.
Above all, we must ensure the memory of 9/11 never fades, but is carried from one generation of Americans to the next.
We will never forget. 🇺🇸
Father Francis Grogan, was a Catholic priest aboard United Airlines Flight 175 when it was hijacked by al-Qaeda terrorists on September 11, 2001. He is believed to have prayed with and comforted fellow passengers in the final moments before the plane crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center.
A cross was formed by steel beams recovered from the rubble of the World Trade Center site following the Islamist terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. During the recovery efforts, Catholic Mass was celebrated every Sunday at the base of the cross.
I reread this every year.
I cry like a baby every year.
Todd Beamer died a father, husband, and hero.
Todd: Hello… Operator… listen to me. I can’t speak very loud. This is an emergency. I’m a passenger on a United flight to San Francisco. Our plane has been hijacked.
Lisa: I understand. Can they see you?
Todd: No. There are three that we know of. They have knives — razor knives, like box cutters. Someone announced from the cockpit there was a bomb. It sounded fake.
Lisa: Your name?Todd: Todd Beamer. United Flight 93.Todd: They killed one passenger in first class. They forced most of us back. Fourteen of us here. Five flight attendants. The guy with the bomb ordered us to sit on the floor.
Lisa: Are you okay?
Todd: We’re going down… wait. No. We’re leveling off. We changed directions. We’re flying east again.
Todd: A guy named Jeremy called his wife. She told him two planes hit the World Trade Center. Lisa, is that true?
Lisa: I have to tell you the truth. It’s very bad. Both towers are gone. A third plane hit the Pentagon. Our country is under attack. I’m afraid your plane may be part of their plan.
Todd: Oh God. Lisa, will you do something for me? Call my wife and my kids. Promise me you’ll call.
Lisa: I promise.
Todd: Our home number is… You have the same name as my wife. Lisa. We’ve been married ten years. She’s pregnant with our third child. Tell her I love her. I’ll always love her. We have two boys — David, he’s 3, and Andrew, he’s 1. Tell them their daddy loves them and he is so proud of them. The baby is due January 12th. I saw an ultrasound. We still don’t know if it’s a girl or a boy.
Lisa: I’ll tell them. I promise, Todd.(Lisa patches in the FBI.)
Agent: Todd, your plane is on a course for Washington. Best guess is the White House or the Capitol.
Todd: I understand. I’ll be back.
Todd: Everyone knows this isn’t a normal hijacking. We have decided we will not be pawns in their plot.
Lisa: What are you going to do?
Todd: Four of us are going to rush the one with the bomb. Then the cockpit. A stewardess is getting boiling water. We’ll take them out.
Todd: Would you pray with me?They pray the Lord’s Prayer. Then: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Todd: God help me. Jesus help me.Are you guys ready? Let’s Roll.
Not only have the other jurors spent a week publicly insulting the lone black man, but remember that they also tried to have him physically removed from the jury. AND the defense attorney filed a legal motion accusing him of bigotry. This is precisely the kind of scenario that the Left has fantasized about for years. Now it finally happens but they accidentally sided with the white people. Phenomenal.
Strangle your three toddlers?
Run over an ICE agent?
Stab a kid at a track meet?
Shoot a healthcare CEO?
The Left will praise you.
Get assassinated while bringing civil discourse to campuses?
They’ll dance on your grave.