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On 9 11 01 I Got On Flight 93

On 9/11/01 I got on Flight 93 to get home to my dear wife , who just couldn’t wait to see me that night. I heard some fighting with 4 men who looked liked terrorists and they apparently would not stop in till one of them yelled if any of you make a move you would be killed and that’s unbelievable and I was stunned. I called my wife on the phone she couldn’t believe I wasn’t coming home. When she told me about the planes crashing in New York I told some other guys hey we have to make a plan and it has to work. U said let’s roll and get these bastards, let’s send them to their graves where they will have their last day. We fought and pushed our way to the front, but the plane was already going to crash and I never gave up as I couldn’t let them S,O,B finish their task of killing innocent people not caring who was in there path. Based on the true story how some very heroic men stop a 747 from hitting the white house God Bless brave hero's

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