WTF is wrong with people??

I am a lot Pms'ie...you have been warned.

What in the hell is wrong with people?? Seriously!

 

I got up this morning with the intention of heading out to have my manicure touched up. On my way out of our little cul-de-sac I ran across crap scattered everywhere. Seems the guy at the end of the block hired some company to reshingle his roof and they decided to do it with the temp hovering at 20 degrees with the wind chills well below zero.

Nothing pisses me off more than garbage blowing around in our neighborhood (okay some things piss me off but this is at the top of the list). So, I stopped and asked the guys if they were planning to clean all the crap up. The ones shrugs and looks at me like no habla english. Dumb ass. I repeat it a bit louder so maybe the guys, oh say, on the roof can hear me. No answer so I say you had better get this stuff cleaned up it's all over the yards. What is the stuff you ask? It's shingles and tar paper. Who I ask again redoes their roof when the wind chill is below zero?

 

So I had on over to the nail salon. I walk in and Julie my regular nail tech goes and gets some other girl and heads off. SHIT!! It's her lunch break. Great timing dumb ass. Me I mean, not her.

I think this isn't good but it can't be that bad I mean Julie is the best and she hired her right? Wrong!

I tell her they need to be shorter she takes next to nothing off and tells me I don't want them shorter. Then she overlays them so fat I had a half inch thick nail. I tell her thin, I like them thin, she shaves practically nothing off off and tells me it's good.

I am thinking at this point I will just let her finish ask her not to paint them and head to a different salon to have them fixed. I mean obviously she doesn't want to do them the way I want, but then I think the hell if I will pay her to do my nails wrong then pay someone else to fix them so I tell her they are wrong. By this time Julie senses something is up and comes over and tells her how to do them. Julie my saving grace. She gets them almost thin enough and then says oh you like them thin. No shit Sherlock. That's what I told you 3 times!

So she gets them painted and tells me they are dry enough to go., I say I don't think so they still feel tacky. She tells me no, they are dry you go now. So I did and promptly fudged them all up because guess what! They weren't dry!

Next time it isJulie or nobody and guess how long this little excersion took for me to waste my money? An hour, a freakin hour. It takes Julie 20 minutes start to finish with drying time. ::sigh::

 

On my way home I pull into the cul-de-sac and all of the crap is picked up! I doubt it would have been though had I not bitched.

A few hours later I had to run over and buy some female products, on my way out the yards were covered with shit again. I give up! Tomorrow I will just call in a littering complaint. Dumb freaking people who can't speak english.

 

I won't even bore you with the details of the jack ass who rolled through the stop sign so they could pull out RIGHT in front of me and go a max speed of 10MPH. Or the $50 power cord I bought for my laptop and it still doesn't work.

 

This was just a shitty day and I need a glass of wine which I can't have because I have an early morning meeting and if I have wine tonight I won't want to function in the morning. Oh hell, pass me the merlot!

I gotta babble before I burst.

 

Funny how I have spent so much time running from my past. Trying to escape all the demons, to move on and outgrow that girl I used to be. Running ahead, or so I thought and then slamming firmly into the past I tried to escape. Getting hit with a 2 ton...heavy thing.

I have become a myspace junkie and did some searching of my old high school. Looking to see where the people from my past ended up. How are they all, where are they all? Did I do better for myself than they did? I had such a shady past and so much to prove that I wanted to be out there and show them. I ended up finding an ex, a long time friend as a matter of fact. One of the people who knew me when. I caught up with him and realized although I have changed some things never do. Namely him.

I then found my childhood best friend. She grew up exactly how I knew she would. Beautiful. Everything about her is beautiful. Thinking about her takes me back to a good place, a peaceful place before I set out on my path of self destruction. Finding her led to another childhood friend finding me. Hello past! He is doing so much better for himself than what he could have done and I am proud of him. I really hope he finds somebody to give him back the love he has to give.

 

Things are looking up on the restaurant front. I found a contractor tonight that I am meeting with at the restaurant on Thursday. Hopefully this works. I really like him. I just hope I can trust him with a large amount of my cash. (Or the banks to be exact.) I have some things to finish up but I am hoping I am going in the right direction. I never imagined chasing my dream would be so stressful. I just hope it all pays off in the end and I have the amount of business the current owner does. I also hope my marriage doesn't fall apart because I will never see my husband again. Hopefully the kids don't start calling the cat Mommy. They will definitely be seeing the cat more than they see me.

 

Hannah Belle is turning 5 on Sunday. 5!! Who said my baby girl could turn 5 already? What I wouldn't give to rock that sweet little thing and have her look up at me with those big dark eyes. It all goes so fast.

 

Tonight Skylee wasn't cooperating with Hannah's room cleaning plans and she walked up and told Sky that if she didn't get up and help her right now that she was going to tell all of her friends that she doesn't wear underwear to bed. Where does she get this stuff?? Of course Skylee wears unders to bed. My girls!!

 

That's enough babbling for now. I am completely exhausted and was already in bed until my baby sis called.

 

Peace out all,

Chelle

The offer has been accepted. 2 months to get everything done before closing. Now the fun begins...

Okay so we heard back. The terms changed some. I am not impressed but I can live with them. My banker says they look good. Now I have to convince my husband and he can be a hard sell. His initial reaction will be no. Then I will whine and drop so many numbers on him he will feel as if his head will explode. Then I am hoping he will agree just to shut me up. Am I coniving or what??

You have no idea...

In roughly an hour we will know. We will know what the sellers terms are. I could barf. My nerves are on edge. I want to scream. How do you turn time forward?? Everyone wants to turn time back. In one hour my life will hopefully take a change for the better. ::crossing fingers::

All we are saying is give peace a chance

I was driving Skylee to dance this afternoon and came across 2 women standing on the side of the rode displaying several signs. 2,387 dead. Out of Iraq now. Honk for peace. So I honked, not only did I honk I layed on the horn and gave them the thumbs up sign. In my mind I am still laying on the horn.

Peace...

I am feeling so stressed out and overwhelmed right now. I have a headache that won't subside. I tried the surefire pamprin, chocolate and pepsi and it just didn't work. This is beyond busting I think.

We wrote an offer up last night and it was sent to the sellers broker today. They have to either accept, decline or counter by Wednesday. I can't wait until Wednesday. I am going to have a breakdown. I am anxious, excited and scared all rolled into one.

I feel bad that we are pulling out of Shawn's inheritance early. My MIL is being sucked dry right now. I guess everyone thinks they are entitled to something from her all of the sudden. She has been supporting my SIL for almost a year, Shawn's step sister and brother have racked up debts they can't cover so they are sucking her dry as well. His step brothers ex wife thinks she is entitled to something as well so she has been getting hers too. MIL is happy to give us the money because we are trying to do something to better ourselves with it but I still feel bad. We are paying back what we take out.

I feel so anxious with the waiting. I am not a patient person and I can't handle being told no. I have a feeling my pouty face and feet stomping won't work on these people like it does my husband. I am so screwed.

So, that is where I am at. Stressed. I have a hard time letting my future be in someone else's hands. They have no idea they hold my childhood dream in the palm of their hands.

 

Halloween ramble

The munchkins are out trick or treating with their Dad. So I am here watching old reruns of the Simpsons. Not just any Simpsons reruns but the Tree House of Terror reruns. They are the best and I wait all year to get my fill of them!

So I am sitting here trying with all of might  not to tuck into the bowl of candy waiting in the foyer for all the little ghosts and goblins. I am either PMS'ing or stress'ing but I cannot sate my appetite for sweets this week. I crave anything baked and chocolate. If that won't do I will devour an entire bag of starburts, when that doesn't work I dig into a loaf of banana bread. I have a feeling I am going to OD on snickers bar and wind up in the ER getting my stomach pumped.

This is what Minnesota kids look like when they head out to beg candy from strangers.

 

Hannah and her best friend Keely this morning at school

My little man Talen

A little side note: The vest little man has on was Ed's when he was a baby, 15 years ago.

Speaking of Ed. I gave him a list of rules before he headed out tonight. They included no throwing TP, tomatoes, or eggs. No smashing pumpkins or stealing candy. He sais okay I won't get caught. Boys!! Here is a picture of the stud man who proved last night that he can take his Mom down and give her a wet willy. Why can't he still be a sweet little dude?

Okay, That is enough. I have been super chatty today.

Michelle :)

I heard from the banker this afternoon. They are still thinking they can do the loan but he is worried about the amount of money the sellers are asking for the place so tomorrow we will be making an offer for less than they are asking and with some better terms. Hopefully the sellers accept the offer and the bank accepts the offer. That is the first step in this long road.

Hannah had a mini Halloween party at dance last night. She had a blast and looked so darn adorable!!

 

Today was her preschool party and the kids have their parties this afternoon. Pictures of them to follow.

Happy Halloween

So the 4th annual Halloween party has come and gone. So much preperation for one night. One night that is fairly fuzzy. I do know I got my picture taken with Kiss!! Go Kiss. It was an absolute blast. 

It looks like the neighbors have decided not to move.Yay!! I knew they couldn't live without us.

Here are some picts! Enjoy :)

Shawn and I

Sexy bunny

That is all I can show you folks!!

Call it fate, kismet, call it karma or destiny. Maybe I have ESP? I do know I have a heavy heart. You see, two of the neighbors I posted about yesterday announced last night they may be moving to Vegas. He got a job offer and his parents live there. They wanted to move closer to family. We are family dammit.

There were many tears shed last night, guilt trips as well. How could they even think of leaving us? We are the amigos. How can they take my adopted niece and nephew away?  Hannah's best friend. Do they know how this will tear those girls apart. Those two aren't merely friends, they are sisters. I have never seen any two children spend so much time together. When they were gone for four days Hannah was lost. When they got back Hannah rushed over as they were pulling in the driveway. She had to spend the night. They laid awake talking until midnight and were up at 8 so they could talk some more. Soul sisters those two are. What will become of them if they move?

Then there is my little man. The dude I love as if he were my own. From the time I held that baby in my arms at the hospital I was in love with him. When she had such a hard time with PPD after he was born  I devoted my time to helping her and loving him. That's what friends and families do. I celebrated his first tooth, his silly little crawl, and then the momentous first steps. We sat outside and encouraged him to walk back and forth between us and cheered like mad and covered him with kisses when he did.  They can't take him away from me yet. I haven't cheered when he mastered a two wheel bike yet.

I know, it sounds so silly. They are neighbors after all, some would say. Not many people have the pleasure of having their neighbors turn into their family.

I feel as if my heart is breaking...

Thankful

As I was cleaning my house it caused me to stop and ponder just how blessed I am (yes blessed to do housework).

I am so blessed to live on such a wonderful block with the most amazing neighbors anyone has ever had. We all started out as friendly neighbors and progressed to friends, now I would call us a family.

Most of us don't have any family nearby and heavily rely on each other when times get tough. Tonight I am hosting a pumpkin carving party. This is a tradition, done every year, the people who hosted it in the past moved so now I have picked up the torch.

Saturday someone is hosting our annnual Halloween party. There was talk of dropping it this year but in the end tradition endured.

In November a Thanksgiving feast is held. Everyone is invited to join. In December I host a holiday party. Christmas Eve is spent together partaking in church service, stories for the kids, gifts and wine for the adults. In January a superbowl party is hosted. There are birthday parties thrown and no one is excluded. We buy gifts for each others kids. We spend many weekends together barbequeing in someones garage. Why the garage? Because we are hillbilly's of course. The decks are to hoity toity for our use. There are bon fires and beers and many confidences shared.
Yep, I live in the best neighborhood with the best neighbors ever.
For that I am thankful.

Losing my mind

I am going completely and totally nuts!! I will not make it through this week. I am so afraid there will be another offer on the bar while we are waiting on our financing and we will lose it. I am so afraid of what will become of me if the financing is a no go. Like I said, I am a ball of nerves. Pray for me.

I just got back from meeting with the banker. Did I mention I looked at another restaurant last Thursday? I am hoping all of the disappointments we have had in the last few months have led us to this place. I would love to hang my server apron at this place for awhile.

When I walked in I felt at home. I expected someone to yell Norm everytime the door opened. This is my kind of place. There is food there but it is mostly a bar. A really wonderful sports bar.

Anyway, the banker said everything looks good. He will check into some loan options and let me know. As always, fingers crossed people.

So, what did ya all think of my pictures? Fun bunch we are eh?  Scott and Cat's wedding reception was a blast!! It was go, go, go from 8 am on but it was so worth it. In my opinion it turned out perfect.

This coming up weekend is our anual Halloween party. More craziness and with any luck more crazy pictures to follow. You know you all want to party with us. I just might leave Shawn at home this year. My man is being an ass but what's new? So what are we going to be this year you ask? How about Hugh and the girls (as in next door). Now you know you can't wait to see the pictures!!

 

Update on the month

So much going on this month and I haven't really made any updates. I am just going to post some pictures and let them tell the story.

A total brag!!

Sky won a poster drawing contest at school last week. She had to draw a fire safety poster. She won first place in the first grade. She won a $10 award, had her picture in the paper and her poster goes on to the state competition. I am so proud of my little Sky bug!

Still searching for a restaurant. I found a broker online. I called him and he was having a big ass fit about having to share commission with my agent. I was supposed to meet with him today but wasn't able to because of Matthew's field trip and the fact he didn't call me back to work out the commission split thing. This really is bullshit. Why is it so hard to find something to buy? I really wish I knew what the next step was.

As for Matthew's field trip today, it was so awesome!! We went to the science museum and saw body worlds. It was fantastic!! I had a bit of a problem with the fetuses and the woman with the baby still in her stomach but the rest was awesome. The kids were so hilarious freaking out because the penis' were still attached. This one boy in our group decided he wanted to be buried because he didn't want his body cut in half like one of the specimens and he didn't want everyone seeing his penis. A-okay! The omni theater was fantastic as well. We saw a great piece on the vikings, Fun time!

Body Worlds - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Keely fell over the railing tonight at her house. Holly called and wanted me to check her over. Poor kid, she is going to be sore for a bit but she looks okay. Hannah had to call right away when I got home so she could ask Keely herself if she was ok. No trusting Mom when we are dealing with her best friend.

Scott and Cat's wedding reception is this weekend. I can hardly wait!! I'm sure i'll be adding pictures. The walk was fun and hopefully they raised a bunch of money for research and grants for the families.  

 

Hodge Podge

                                  

Update on the restaurant. The owners took a much higher offer. We knew there was one in place and it could happen but it was still crushing. I had my hopes to high and I swore I wasn't going to do that. So, we keep looking. We found one (or what we thought was one) in a very up scale tourist town. We requested the financials, when we got them it turned out it was just a bar, no restaurant. Cripes! There is also one in a small town about 45 minutes from here. The problem is, it's a small town. If I wanted to take chances in a small town I would just stay here. The search continues.

Tomorrow is Skylee's 7th birthday. It seems like only yesterday my sweet little girl was my first sweet little baby girl. I would stare at her for hours in awe because I finally had a girl. I had such high hopes for her. She was going to do everything I did as a girl and everything I wasn't able to do. So far she is so much like me it is surreal. I call her mini me all the time. She is so much a mixture of who I was as a child and who I have grown to be as an adult. I am very proud of the smart little girl she is and I am still so excited about the smart young woman she will grow to be. I adore this girl. She has shaped the woman I have grown to be. I want to be a role model for her and I just hope I can do her justice.

I have been closely following the school shootings in the last week. It makes me so sad and so angry. These children are going to school as millions of children do everyday. They don't expect to be murdered trying to get an education. It pisses me off. If these sick bastards want to commit suicide then do it. Do not end the life of an innocent young child with so much potential. End your own life, leave theirs intact.

Another thing that burns my ass is the thing with the senator. Ya know, I care that these teenage boys are being targeted but it is not the big deal it is being made out to be. This kind of thing happens everyday. There are so many other things to cover in then news than what political ramifications this republican will bring to his party. Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

So, I went to the renaissancefestival here in Minnesota for the first time ever. So much hype. It was pretty much a let down. It was fun but I don't care if I ever go back.

So how about them Twins? Go Twinkies! Enough said!                        

Apple season is upon us at work. Aye karumba! Busy, busy. Saturday I went in at 2, I didn't leave until 10:30. I was exhausted!! I have to do it two days in a row this coming weekend. I am not made for this anymore. Busting my ass for someone else just isn't in my blood like it used to be.

Shawn and I are participating in a charity walk this Saturday. It is for our friend Scott who was in a horrible accident a year ago in March. He is one of the lucky ones that has made a recovery. Not a full recovering but a wonderful, miraculous recovery none the less. Another one of our neighbors was in an accident in August. It doesn't look like his recovery will be nearly as miraculous. He quite frankly isn't doing well. That is where funds from organizations like this come in to play. Scott was one of the lucky ones, Chet doesn't appear to be so lucky. Please, think about donating to this worth while charity. One never knows when they could use the funds of a charity like this one. Here is the link. ActiveGiving.com Donations. Thank you all in advance!!

                                              

Peace out friends.

Michelle :)

Okay, I picked the financials up. My first thought was wow these suckers must be cooked!! I took them into my boss who is thinking they must be cooked as well! Aye karumba! So, now what do we do? Do we try and make a go of it when we don't have any realistic idea of what we will be making or do we run for the hills and put my dream on hold for a bit until we find something else? I don't want to rush into anything but I really don't know what the right decision is. I guess I will have to be patient and wait to see what the accountant has to say about everything. Surely he will be able to figure out just what in the hell they are doing over there.

Shawn is going to pick up his new ice house today. Just what I need!! Who wants an ugly ass ice house sitting in their driveway? Not I!!

So, last night I had a party of 3 come in. One of the guys in the party ordered 30 ounces of prime rib. 30 OUNCES!!  Nearly 2 pounds of meat! I gave him so much shit, telling him he would never eat it all, he was going to have a box, or a wheelchair if he did eat it all. He not only ate it all he ate his salad, someone else's potatoes and 8 corn muffins. WOW!! He also left me a 25% gratuity. Thank you very much Mr. Steakeater.

I'm having a hard time writing a new entry. I want to leave my tribute to Simon at the top of my journal forever but it's not meant to be. Life goes on for the living.

We are in the midst of trying to purchase a restaurant. Talk about difficult. The sellers agents suck ass. We showed up to look at it Thursday at our scheduled time and there was no owner there. I guess someone forgot to tell the owner there was a showing. We have been waiting since Wednesday morning for the financial reports which the agents keep saying they'll fax. I can see why this place hasn't sold. Totally irresponsible real estate agents.

So, I guess I will have to call my agent and have him keep looking. This was an awesome place with a well established, thriving business. I want it so bad I can taste it. I just need the damn financial records.

Maybe this is God's way of saying it aint gonna happen woman. I don't know. All I know is that I am frustrated beyond belief!

If anyone here reads please give me some words of encouragement or send up a prayer. Please.

Update: 10 Minutes after I posted this my agent called and said he finally had the financials. I ran over and picked them up. Started browsing through. Wowsa! I should have become an accountant. I don't understand any of the tax return statements. I do understand there monthly statements though. I really understand the net profit part. I like that part. If we really made that I could afford a new truck. We shall see though, first things first. Get this bad boy over to the accountant for review and I'll let him tell me what the bottom line really is. You can all still give me good thoughts though. This is going to be a long weekend, waiting to drop these off.

2,996 A tribute to Simon Dhanani

                Simon Suleman Ali Kassamali Dhanani
Humble Man of the World

"Simon A. Dhanani, a vice president at Aon Re Inc., was on the 99th floor of Tower 2 when the first airliner struck Tower 1. He directed the evacuation that moved 80 of the firm's employees to safety. But 22 of the company's workers didn't make it out, including Dhanani, said Albano Martell, one of his closest friends in Hartsdale. ""He gave up his life to save others,"" Martell said. ""It's such a great loss. He was a fascinating character who enjoyed the great mosaic that was New York."" Dhanani, a Muslim who attended a mosque in Queens, was born in Kenya, educated in England, and immigrated to the United States about 15 years ago."

"He was a man without frontiers, without borders."

That is how Simon A. Dhanani was described by the man who regarded himself as Mr. Dhanani's best friend. "My wife called us the odd couple," Albano Martell said of his friend. Mr. Martell, 46, was the voluble one of the pair; Mr. Dhanani, 62, the quiet, humble one. They shared a love of poetry, Andalusian music, talk of world religion. They both loved to eat. "It was the perfect marriage," Mr. Martell said.

Mr. Dhanani was a vice president at Aon, on the 99th floor of 2 World Trade Center. He lived alone in Hartsdale, N.Y. But he had a fixed chair at the Martells' dining table.

The weekend before the attack, Mr. Dhanani visited their home in nearby Ardsley. They drank a glass of wine. They listened to a new album of Andalusian music until late into the evening. They made plans to go to a Korean restaurant the following week. "He was a humble, kind, universal man,"Mr. Martell said. "He really enjoyed the mosaic of the world."

From: Dr. Leslie Popoff
Date: 02/12/2005
Message: Dear Mr. Dhanani, I sat next to you at a concert at Lincoln Center in which Yo-Yo Ma performed a piece by Richard Danielpour, and the subject was the silk road to China. You spoke about this magnificent office and view you had in the World Trade Center. you gave me your card and invited me to visit and see for myself. i never did, but i kept your card and thought of you. i just now brought myself to find out what happened to you. What a tragic loss! Forever rest in peace. Leslie Popoff 

Dear Simon, I hope you are at peace. Life will never be the same. We missyou. Keep shining. 
   Michele Orisino (Aon) 

 Dear Simon,

I know that you are at peace and I was blessed to have you known you, even for a short time. You were always kind to me, and for that I am grateful.
Best,
KG 
   Katalin Goencz (New York, NY ) 

 Dear Simon:
I think about you every day,I look around and I look at the palces we once shared.I miss your companioship,the tea time,the conversations about Joseph Campbell,I no longer can't talk about Romy or Gabriel Garcia Marquez, even Cesar Vallejo is missing you.Summer is approaching and the backyard is empty without your presence. We talk about Ahmed Shah Massoud almost a year ago.Still ,I look around and I see your peaceful eyes,your peaceful soul.
No matter how old I will be you will always be alive in my heart,
Your loving brother,
Albano 
   ALBANO MARTELL (ARDSLEY, NY ) 

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   June 3, 2002
 ...I will always remember him as a friend who open my eyes to the world outside. He always told me stories of his many travels and that there is a whole world out there to enjoy and be had. We all miss you dearly. 
   Florence Han (Jersey City, NJ ) 

Simon, I think about you often and I am so sorry that your life ended like this. I know you are in a better place but your friends on earth miss your unique companionship and all the good times we shared. I have so many good memories of you. Love, Gail 
   Gail Martell (Ardsley, NY ) 

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   May 11, 2002
 I,m glad I know about you, Simon. I called for a Mercyband and received your name. I take you everywhere! I hope you have met my son, Timmy. He died after open heart surgery at 14 and 1/2. He would be 25 now! God Bless You and your family! 
   Helena Wresch (albertson, NY ) 

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   April 4, 2002
 Dear dad,
I am sorry that I did not see you and say goodbye before you left us.I hope wherever you are, you are at peace and remember us.
Love,
your son, Shervin 
   Shervin Dhanani (New London, NH ) 

I never met Simon but I pray for him every day. His name was given to me at our Church as someone to remember. Now that I've read something about him, I know that the world lost someone special. I would like to have met him. Louis 
   Louis Carello (Poughkeepsie, NY ) 

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   January 31, 2002
 Simon was always kind to me on my trips to the NY office. He also gave me some good tips on shopping and dining in London. Kindness is never forgotten. May you rest in Peace.

 
   Mary Michl (Chicago, IL ) 

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   January 17, 2002
 I hope that you are in a peaceful place. Thank you for believing in me and for being so enocouraging..
You will be missed.

God Bless 
   K. Swain (NY ) 

 God bless you and keep you safe from any harm.
kimberley hess
cambridge
 
   kimberley hess (peoria, IL ) 
We are very sorry for your loss of Simon. May his love for Andalusian music, his life and love live on in those who love him. Our hearts cry with you.
America Cries
We see your sorrow-
and our hearts cry....
We can not erase your pain
but you do not have to face the anguish alone-for we-
-the American people-
are beside you.
We so desperately want to have the touch that brings you comfort,
the strength that gives you courage,
and the words to lighten your spirits.
And when we are left speechless
may the silence of our nation weave love into your hearts
to ease your sorrow.
May you find healing through our nation's strength as we-
-the American people-
face this difficult time together. Our hearts are with you. Teresa Jahn
Dixon, IL 
   Teresa Jahn (Dixon, IL ) 

I know we are supposed to write tributes to the brave people who lost their lives on that fateful day 5 years ago. I think these tributes by the people who knew and loved Simon say it best. It seems he was a wonderful friend to many and still lives on in the hearts of all who knew him.
May you fly with the angels Simon. God bless.

DEAR LORD, BLESS SIMON DHANANI AND MAY HE REST IN PEACE WITH GOD AND HIS ANGELS..GOD BLESS HIS FAMILY AND
HIS GOOD FRIENDS..GOD BLESS AMERICA
AND MAY WE NEVER FORGET 9/11/01.AMEN 
   Anonymous 

Amen...

 

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