Sixteen long years have passed since the clear blue sky above New York City exploded in an inferno, with toxic smoke and the stench of burning flesh and death, on September 11, 2001.  For many, the memories of the murder of nearly three thousand Americans, friends and relatives and fellow countrymen, remains as fresh as this morning's dew.  Those of us, who remember all too well, have the solemn obligation and duty to ensure that America's future generations do not soon forget that Islamic jihadists struck the single deadliest attack on U.S. soil by any foe since the War of 1812. Two thousand nine-hundred and seventy-seven Americans never could have imagined the horror they would soon face the morning of 9/11 as they headed to work at the Twin Towers.  Their thoughts were filled with work, schedules, and perhaps returning home to play softball with their children or having dinner with a fiancé or a husband or a wife. It was 8:46 A.M....(Read Full Article)