Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A place to go

I wasn't going to post about 9/11 today.  I tend to be very reverent about such things and feel such topics are above my capacity for words at times.  Then I read a post asking "where were you?" and it got me thinking.  It's almost a cliche question that is asked of such earth-shattering events.  However, it sent me down a different path of thinking.

I happened to be working at a hunting ranch in South Texas at the time and sat and watched in horror as the events unfolded.  Then the phone started to ring.  Clients living in populated city centers were calling.  They were scared and needed a place to go.  They knew we were prepared to subsist and defend, if necessary.  For goodness sake, we were a group of professional shooters that hunted and prepared game for a living.  Sitting here today, it seems like a bit of over-reaction. However, I distinctly remember the feeling I had that day.  I remember feeling secure in my abilities and preparedness.  It didn't feel so paranoid anymore.  When I sit and wonder if the preparation is too much or a little paranoid, I just remember the feeling of security that day.  Life can obviously change in a heartbeat.  Be prepared.

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  1. Amen, when it truly comes down to it, people WILL look to the likes of us...

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    1. You're right, NFO. It's amazing how quickly the tide turns.

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  2. Really good points.

    I wants really scared that day about my safety, but now I realize how naives that thinking was/is.

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    1. I hope we never have another day that affects us all like that, Agirl. But, if we do you will note a marked contrast in how you feel on that day and come to a quick realization that everyone that knows you that you couldn't convince of your way of thinking will come running. It is a small scale eye-opener of what might happen when things get really bad. People that know you are prepared will come to you expecting you to take from your family to help them.

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