With bagpipe wail, we mourn their loss. With roses tossed, we celebrate their lives. With tolling bells, we mark their sacrifice. With names reverently read, we inscribe them on the country's soul.
On that day, America was scorned, assaulted, maimed. But she rose again.
The cockpit bullies are dead. The violent terrorist regime is tottering. The cowardly tyrants are fugitives in desert caves.
But America? She's still standing, fighting, shining. May all such enemies of the Union be thwarted; may we carry on in unwavering allegiance to our great nation and her flag; and may the blessings of God Almighty give strength and power to the United States of America.