By 5:15 we are all out the door. no traffic so we make it in record time. its dark and the weather is "cool" to us desert people.(heavenly) I'm still trying not to "choke up" because I know once I see those fireman and hear the bagpipes its all over. my kids like to laugh at me. I'm a big ol softy.
check this out----there was even a piece of the WTC on display
here are some photos of our patriotic morning in downtown las vegas.
my son with is face tattoo. :)
flags on the back of the firetrucks always make me want to yell USA USA USA!
our first responders and our military will always be my TRUE HEROES!
I love all of these "bikers".
you know...the patriotic ones who block protesters at funerals of our fallen soldiers.
they look pretty good for it only being 630am!
my son touching the piece of the WTC iron.
I'm proud to be an American.
So I figured I would do the most American thing I know today.....watch football and eat junk food.