Skipped church yesterday and went to Shanksville instead. I know, I know, church should come first. But since I worked Saturday, Sunday was the only day available to me.
The temporary memorial is a quiet place where people come to see and ponder and to leave something behind. Here's a few snaps from our fourth visit to Shanksville.
People leave all sorts of things.
A young boy trying to understand what happened that awful day.
They come from far and wide.
The Camera Totin Idiot looking into the field where Flight 93 came down.
Goody Two Shoes adding something to the memorial.
The real reason for going to Shanksville. The final resting place of Flight 93.
God Bless America