Each of us vividly remember 9/11. NAFUSA member Joe Whitley shares his experience as we remember today all of those who were forever affected by this tragedy:

Twenty years ago, I represented a civilian witness in a Court Martial proceeding at Camp LeJeune on the maintenance of the newly developed Osprey aircraft. My client and I were to meet early on the morning of September 11, 2001 at my hotel in Jacksonville, NC and travel together to the nearby base. Before I left my hotel room, I received the news that my Father, a World War II veteran and retired University President, had passed away. My memory of that day remains vivid as a consequence of my Dad’s death and concerns about my client’s testimony in court. As we passed the military police at the gate, my client’s van was not inspected other than a cursory look at the sticker in the window. I asked my client why there was little scrutiny of his van and he indicated that he and his van were recognized by the military police, so there was no need for a more thorough exam. Of course, that would forever change within a few hours.

 

While in a witness room nearby, a buzz started to circulate that an airplane had accidentally flown into a World Trade Center Tower. A television was rolled into the room and it was apparent that no one at the base knew anything more about the events taking place in New York than what CNN was reporting. The news quickly changed with the report of another plane hitting the second tower. I was the only civilian in the room with no way to respond to the unfolding horror of other planes still airborne; however, I could see and feel the resolve of the Marines in the room. They all knew that their world and the America they served had drastically changed. After the proceedings, my client and I left base. At the gate, we saw a line of cars and trucks being thoroughly searched with the assistance of German shepherds.

 

All air travel had been suspended by the FAA. I spent the day driving in a rental car to my home in Georgia. It was an emotional time for me. I spoke with several of my family members about my Father’s passing. I also talked with many friends from my time in government service at DOJ about the other tragedies at the Pentagon and in Pennsylvania. Most expressed a wish that they could reenter government service and do something to protect our Country. I thought that such an opportunity would never come my way, until the Fall of 2002.

 

I received a call by White House Personnel and accepted the position as first General Counsel of the newly created Department of Homeland Security. I was honored to serve President Bush, Secretary Ridge and the American people. I was reminded daily of the greatness of America and the patriotism of the 2,000 men and women who made up the General Counsel’s office.

 

I realize my public service was no sacrifice. In memory of the thirteen young Americans who recently died in Afghanistan – I honor you and truly appreciate your service – Semper Fidelis. You paid the ultimate price so that I and others could be free. I am forever grateful.