8:46 am

 

at 8:46 am, eastern standard time, ten years ago today, a plane crashed through our belief that everyone on earth loved america and her ideas. 

on base, ten years later, a single verse of taps is played.

Day is done, gone the sun
from the lakes, from the hills, from the sky. All is well, safely restGod is nigh.
Fading light dims the sight
and a star gems the sky, gleaning bright. From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.
Thanks and praise for our days,
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky.
As we go, this we know,
God is nigh.  lyrics