<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post5715080137756018788..comments</id><updated>2008-08-27T21:19:02.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on What Does This Song Mean To Me? And You?: September 11th Reflections Through Memory And Musi...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/feeds/5715080137756018788/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588158085867402469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-68654184285827814</id><published>2008-08-27T21:19:02.720-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:19:02.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So sad. It feels -- and hurts -- like it just happ...</title><content type='html'>So sad. It feels -- and hurts -- like it just happened yesterday. Beautiful tributes here.... In memory of those we loved and lost, both close to us and unknown, I'll say a prayer tonight.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/68654184285827814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/68654184285827814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219886342720#c68654184285827814' title=''/><author><name>Gina LaGuardia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-9142822897101201735</id><published>2008-08-26T13:04:32.382-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:04:32.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@Alexander: Wow, thank you for sharing your experi...</title><content type='html'>@Alexander: Wow, thank you for sharing your experiences. It must have been unbelievable being at Ground Zero.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/9142822897101201735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/9142822897101201735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219770272382#c9142822897101201735' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588158085867402469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01224967253385571515'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-8649958963673025657</id><published>2008-08-26T13:03:05.994-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:03:05.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@Bobbi: I am so sorry for your loss. I can't even ...</title><content type='html'>@Bobbi: I am so sorry for your loss. I can't even imagine losing someone that way.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;That Aaron Tippin song is perfect. I also like "Have You Forgotten" by Darryl Worley. Unfortunately, I think too many people have forgotten what it really felt like that day and have turned 9/11 into a way to make arguments for or against a political party.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/8649958963673025657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/8649958963673025657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219770185994#c8649958963673025657' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588158085867402469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01224967253385571515'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-1649970875123711189</id><published>2008-08-26T12:58:11.296-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:58:11.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@John Sullivan: Surreal describes it perfectly Joh...</title><content type='html'>@John Sullivan: Surreal describes it perfectly John. Thanks.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/1649970875123711189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/1649970875123711189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219769891296#c1649970875123711189' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588158085867402469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01224967253385571515'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-428057262672667579</id><published>2008-08-26T12:57:27.967-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:57:27.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@Shirley: Thank you for sharing your experience. M...</title><content type='html'>@Shirley: Thank you for sharing your experience. My son was only 2 and I remember thinking "Thank God he is too young to understand".</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/428057262672667579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/428057262672667579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219769847967#c428057262672667579' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588158085867402469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01224967253385571515'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5783146036341729963</id><published>2008-08-26T11:51:27.174-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:51:27.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up that morning with the flu. It was the ki...</title><content type='html'>I woke up that morning with the flu. It was the kind that was subtle and you kinda wanted to throw up, but couldn't. I turned on the news....and got physically sick. I worked for the Press Enterprise in Riverside County, Calif. and was supposed to go to work, but I called in sick.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I could not watch every minute. There were times I had to turn off the TV just to gather myself. So, when you say "the day the world stopped," it was certainly the case for me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;As a newspaper reporter, I thrived on being in the newsroom during major events. To this day, I don't know how much of it was the flu that kept me home and how much of it was getting ill from the day's events.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;That December, I was part of one of the many Christian relief teams that went to NY. I worked next to Ground Zero, feeding and talking to Ground Zero workers...my experience was beyond words.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We don't know why this happened. Only God knows. We can not understand his ways...but they are good!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/5783146036341729963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/5783146036341729963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219765887174#c5783146036341729963' title=''/><author><name>Alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18143700217249355173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-7573035305749313286</id><published>2008-08-26T11:28:11.208-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:28:11.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost someone in one of the planes that struck th...</title><content type='html'>I lost someone in one of the planes that struck the twin towers. It's still hard to see those buildings without feeling the pain of that day. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Love the music that you shared with us, but you forgot a great one that still stirs my soul when I hear it. It's Aaron Tippin's  "Where The Stars And Stripes And Eagle Fly", great song to cover the feelings of not only that fateful day, but the heroics of the days following.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/7573035305749313286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/7573035305749313286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219764491208#c7573035305749313286' title=''/><author><name>Bobbi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811052214476084105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-4472928935270916999</id><published>2008-08-26T11:26:49.467-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:26:49.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was surreal;(Thanks for the TributeGod Bless ou...</title><content type='html'>It was surreal;(&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Thanks for the Tribute&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;God Bless our Troops</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/4472928935270916999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/4472928935270916999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219764409467#c4472928935270916999' title=''/><author><name>John Sullivan</name><uri>http://potpolitics.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-2645736678044166682</id><published>2008-08-26T10:40:40.175-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:40:40.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I recall that day like yesterday.  I was in my car...</title><content type='html'>I recall that day like yesterday.  I was in my car picking up an employee driving to work.  The DJ said a plane hit the first tower and I was in shock and didn't think much of it.  My co-worker was in the car with me and for the first time ever I heard a DJ scream.  "Oh, My God!  Another plane hit on the second tower."  I felt the chill go up my spine.  I knew then before the dj said anything more it was a terrorist attack.  I was in charge it was my duty to work.  We watched TV the rest of the day as the Pentagon was hit.  I cried for the loss of innocent people.  I celebrate those who made the attempt to thwart the plane that didn't hit it's target.  In those days my mother feared for my life.  The plane that went down flew over Cleveland.  I am happy my own children will not know the fear of that day since they weren't born yet.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/2645736678044166682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/5715080137756018788/comments/default/2645736678044166682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html?showComment=1219761640175#c2645736678044166682' title=''/><author><name>Shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15948305900722983328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.whatdoesthissongmeantome.com/2008/08/september-11th-reflections-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920587432072559184.post-5715080137756018788' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2920587432072559184/posts/default/5715080137756018788' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>