This past Thanksgiving Weekend, I got together with my ROTC friends from high school, my friends who just came back from boot camp and are now Marines, and also my Sergeant Major from my ROTC unit. We all went to visit the memorial site of Tower 1 by World Trade Center. My Sergeant Major gave us a little history lesson about the events of that day, because he was one of the responders who helped provide relief. He was stationed in Okinawa when things went down, however his base got an emergency call from Langley telling to dispatch everything they had to provide aid for those who were in dire need of relief. He was on one of the first helicopters back from overseas to provide relief, and when he got back he was stunned by the sheer destruction caused by the towers when they went down. He explained how the entire surrounding neighborhood was all covered in dust to the point where he could not see even a few feet in front of him. It took hours for the dust to settle, and when it did he and his unit helped search for survivors, as well as lockdown the entire island of Manhattan. He remembers how he saw people walking on the bridges, even in the tunnels to get out or off them, and how a lot of people were crying and such throughout the day. Unfortunately, he lost his friend who was stationed by the towers as part of a security detail, and he still does not let this day go from his memory. It really taught me a lot about the actual events that happened during that day, how he felt and how others felt during the catastrophe that happened.