Below are recent comments added to the pages for each of the individual victims who died in the 911 attack, with the most recent first. Click on the hyperlinked name to see more info and comments for that person. You can post your memorial thoughts for individual victims by clicking on the individual's name on the pages Victims of WTC and Victims of Pentagon & flights. Also see the page for general memorial thoughts added by our visitors.
There are 16661 total visitor comments left in memory of individual 911 victims.
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Ricorderò per sempre un'estate della mia vita, quando un ragazzino venuto in Italia dagli Stati Uniti mi affascinò con un sorriso ed un guantone da baseball. Essere stato tuo amico, anche se per breve tempo, è per me un motivo di orgoglio. Ogni volta che passo nella via che ti è stata dedicata a Giano Vetusto, ogni volta che vedo la targa che ti ricorda, ripenso a quell'estate, alla nostra spensieratezza di allora ed è triste sapere che non ci sei più. Di quel maledetto 11 settembre resterà il ricordo della follia dell'uomo riscattata da tanti eroi come te. Ciao amico mio, non ti dimenticherò....
[Ed. - Hello Mimmo, I will always remember one summer of my life when a little boy came to Italy from the U.S. He fascinated me with a smile and a baseball mitt. Having been your friend, even for a short time, makes me proud. Every time I travel on the road to Giano Vetusto that was dedicated to you, every time I see the plaque that commemorates you, I think back to that summer, the lightheartedness that we felt then, and it is sad to know that you're not there anymore. From that bloody September 11, the memory lingers of man's folly, redeemed by so many heroes like you. Bye, my friend. Don't forget.]
I think of you at some point every day. I miss the BBQ's, the golf, the laughs. You never had a bad thing to say about anyone, and you were always there for everyone. Parties that you had always left everyone stuffed with the best food. I grew up with you as another older brother, mentor, and trusted friend. We all miss you.
Words escape me when I try to do Justice to the pain felt that day. I just hope with every ounce of my being that justice will not forever continue to escape those responsible for the pain they caused, and that you, Rodney Dickens, and all who lost their lives have since found peace and can rest within it.
Read your name at the podium at ground zero, but you knew that. Still feel the emptiness after nine years. It doesn't go away. The anniversary is upon us again. We had our family gathering last week; you were on my mind as the go-to person that organizes events. Wish you were at the gathering; you were our pride and joy, the gem of our family. Whenever I think there are no more tears, God allows us to make more. I still miss you a lot.
The years have not diminished memories of George stopping by my cubicle at XICTMD, leaning over the wall, and discussing Monday night's football game, or the weather, or the latest rumor of what was happening at HQ in Stamford, or whatever! That infectious grin — that twinkle in his eye — he was always a welcome interruption. I'll never forget him.
I have just watched the documentary, "Last phone calls from the tower" (for the 3rd or 4th time). Although words are certainly not my forte, I would like to try and express to you and your beautiful family my thoughts on what I have just seen. Although I have never met you or your family, there is a clear inner beauty that radiates from the screen when you are on it. Such a cool-looking guy, who I'm sure was loved and respected deeply by both the men and women you came into contact with.
As I sit and watch the documentary, my beautiful 20-month old daughter, Molly, is sitting and laughing whilst eating her breakfast, full of life and the joy that simple things can bring. I feel compelled to tell her that I love her, as I realise ever more increasingly that life is such a precious and delicate thing and that nothing, nothing will ever come close.
The documentary brings a lump to my throat every time, as I cannot fully comprehend why this senseless act took place and why so many lovely innocent people were killed by men they never even knew. Just as sad as I am that you are no longer here, I am in complete agreement with what your beautiful mother said, that for those 33 years in which you did live, there are enough fantastic memories to last many lifetimes.
So, though you are no longer on this earth in physical form, your memories will live forever more. And I truly believe that you will meet again and share many more moments together.
Lastly, whenever I am down or worried about something silly, like not having enough clean towels or not enough money to buy something nice to wear, I will remember you and all the other people who tragically died on that unforgettable day and try to realise that none of it really matters. You have also inspired me to be a better person and one that will try to (like it seems you always did) be nice to friend and foe alike and treat people with respect.
Much love and respect, Stephen, and of course to your angelic mother. I will think about you often and use you as a role model to my own children.
Just thinking about you today. I miss you and wish you could have met my twin daughters. You were such a great person, and I will always love you. One day we will meet in heaven.
selam ben osman türkiye şırnak cizre den ben bir hamdaniyim ama bizim hamdani ailesi dünyaya okadar dağılmişki kimsenin kimseden haberi olmuyor ondan bugün internetten akrabaları ararken muhamet selmanın ölümünden haberimiz oldu allah rahmet eylesin mekani cenet olsun ama gencecik bir kardeşimizi kayıp ettiğimiz için çok üzgünüz biz nineva kürt hamdaniyiz siz hamdanilerin hangi kolundan sınız selamlar
[Ed. - Greetings from me, Osman, in Turkey to you. I'm a Hamdani, too. Our family has relatives all over the world. I just found out from someone over the Internet today the news about the death of our Mohammad Salman. May God bless him and his family. We are all very sad because our young brother was lost.]
This web site is affiliated with 24K Gold Music Shows - an oldies music showband performing in Central Florida. The members of the showband feel strongly that there were many heroes manifested during the onslaught of terror associated with 9-11, and present this site as a memorial to those whose lives were lost, and the loved ones they left behind.
24K Gold Music Shows perform primarily 50-60s Oldies, Elvis songs, DooWop, and older country music, as well as patriotic songs. All of the musicians, singers, dancers, and staff of the 24K Gold Music Shows extend their deepest sympathies to every one who lost loved ones on that terrible day.
24K Gold Music Shows performs an original song called "The Day America Cried", which is a 9-11 tribute song. In the live shows, they honor with the song not only the heroes of 9-11 but also those who are still alive: the police personnel, firefighters, emergency personnel, soldiers, and others who have served our country and kept us all safe.
Listen also to this beautiful, touching song "Love Can Build a Bridge" by 24K Gold Music Shows. Even though strictly speaking it's not a 9-11 memorial song, I still feel it is a very fitting song for the occasion!
