This Was One Of The Scariest Days Of My Life. I Knew That Both Of My Parents Were To Cross That Bridge
This was one of the scariest days of my life. I knew that both of my parents were to cross that bridge at around the same time this happened. Those that jumped into the freezing waters to help those in the crash are some of America's greatest heroes.

Thirty years ago today, Air Florida Flight 90 hit the 14th Street Bridge while taking off from Reagan National Airport. It crashed into the Potomac River, killing all but five of the 79 passengers. Summary | Photos | Video of rescue | The survivors | The skies today
Photo by Charles Pereira (U.S. Park Police)
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I hate hospitals/where even mountains weep
in the hospital's crowded hallway,
I stand alone
cold steel clatters,
overlapping somber screams
drenched in antiseptic-
the reaper's lullaby.
the worst of it, however, is when
i see a father
he's concrete and rocks,
a pillar of our haven,
the core of a warm hearth.
but his iron heart,
now starts to fracture,
like a sandcastle
facing the wrath of a storm.
he, who once blazed so bright,
shielding us from the cold
now withers, grows pale
his flame, once bold, now a blue ember.
as I gaze upon him,
i ponder the weight he bears;
in his shoes,
what fate awaits I-
a house of cards,
should I, too, bear
even a fraction of his woes.
Not only do I still have them. I still listen to them.
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