It was long ago, yet it seems like only yesterday...

From great tragedy comes great solace

15 years ago the day started with this

It was unthinkable, incomprehensible, unfathomable...to say it was tragic is an understatement.

 Jesus wept along with us.

Time heals all wounds.  Maybe not completely.  Maybe there are still scars.  But the wounds slowly begin to heal. The hurt is still there.  It just hurts a little less than the day before.

A tree survived the blast.  An American Elm.  It was burned, it was broken, it was scarred.  But it survived... like most of us.  It is the survivor tree.  It symbolizes the spirit of the Memorial.  It symbolizes our spirit. We will survive.

We built a memorial to remember those lost, those who survived and those changed forever.

   A place of peace.
  A place of comfort.
   A place of healing.
A place to remember.



We go on.  We run in the Memorial Marathon because we remember and honor those lost.  We run because we can.  We keep their memories alive.  We should never forget.  EVER.

 

 We search for the truth

We seek Justice

The courts require it

The victims cry for it

and God demands it