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What I Was Doing On September The Eleventh Two Thousand And One

Yup, we all have one.

My 911

If your like me, you were with life back in the year 2001, on the day of the eleventh, during the month of September. I doubt I’m gonna put key to screen for long -but- I know I’m gonna use words like “gonna” while putting keys to screen.

I’m gonna add image’s to this story. The image’s are an important part of this story.
You may have to fill in some gaps by using your imagination.

In the year nineteen ninety-nine, I arrived into Florida along the western coast

(Gulf of Mexico).Venice, Florida was to be my new home for the imperceptible future and I was to engross myself into my work. And work I did, painting new house’s. As a life long “House Painter” I knew my job well.

I gave my new boss hell, didn’t know him from a hill of beans. I finally came to terms with Mr. Juracsik before his passing. Mixed in with this period I had done work for other companies, filling in, when others would be absent from their duties.

Now comes the year 2001 and I once again am employed with the Juracsik’s.

Mr. Chuck we’ll call him. Mr. Chuck and I, later became Boss slash Friends.

Not something that would be in an employer, employee best interest -but- hey it happen.

But first, let’s go back a little to those days when I wasn’t working. I would bike around the town of Venice for the duration of the day. I especially like to go down to the beach and snap some image’s. 


Venice Beach – Venice, Fl.

Any exact date’s aren’t gonna be included here.

I simply don’t have the exact dates in my memory, so my best guess will be the result.

So, here I was trekking around town, going down to the beach, I rode from Casy’s Pass down to Sharky’s Restaurant. In between the trail, lies the Venice airport. Small aircraft. You know, the Piper, Cessna, type. (Venice Airport)

Stopping along the grounds of the airport boundary I began to take photo’s of the small aircraft flying in for a landing coming in from off the water.

911 - Venice, Fl.
Small Aircraft – Venice, Fl. Municipal Airport  _Images by AST_GMS

At least six month’s before 911 this image was taken. …, you should know where I’m going with this story. It help’s to have a lot of memory about the events that led up to 911.

So here’s what I’m saying. I was there, so were they. Whom is they?

The terrorists hijackers! They were in Venice, Florida at the same time I was. I rode that bike right by the house they were living in and didn’t have a clue what was going on.

More significantly, they were training on how to fly aircraft at the Venice airport.

Now, I’m not saying this image is that of one or more of the terrorists.

But, I am saying that it is a possibility.

Possible 911 Terrorists - Venice Beach - Venice, Fl.
Possible 911 Terrorists – Venice Beach – Venice, Fl.
Venice Beach - Venice, Fl. 2000-2001
Venice Beach – Venice, Fl. 2000-2001

Yup, we all have one. – Yup, I was there.

Venice, Fl. 1999-2001

Having now somewhat establish a timeline, I’ll press on and try to get to the end of my 911 story. But, hey, wait a minute, the photo above. The image where we see the small aircraft

flying into the American flag. I was just playing with the camera, trying to get interesting shot’s. Photography always was a topic of interest to me. Nothing really became of it

in terms of CBS News stature. None of US knew 911 was coming, I sure didn’t. All the while

I was snapping images of small aircraft taken off and landing at the Venice airport.
And possibly capturing one or more of the 911 hijackers with-in the aircraft here-in.

The day of 911, I was working in a new home with co-workers getting ready to spray the entire inside with Sherwin-Williams production spray paint, 40 to 45 gallons were used to

“get-er-done.” I would have to say it was around the time the first airplane struck the north tower we heard the news. The guy outside on the backhoe walked into the house and told us we were going to war. I thought he was referring to us, the painter’s. lol

We tuned into the radio and confirmed the acts of terror.
My boss called us on the phone and invited us to his house, -a five to seven minute drive- upon arrival I witnessed along with Mr. Chucks and his wife, plus Ry a co-worker, the second plane hit the south tower on television as it happened. Please, don’t mis-understand me, I’m not bragging. I’m only putting this out there for the world to know and to have you the reader make up your own conclusions as to any doubt’s with-in my theory of the events I was given to go through.

Venice Beach - Venice, Fl. 2000-2001
Venice Beach – Venice, Fl. 2000-2001

I miss Venice Beach. It was so serene, and kite flying. Wow, I really could get the kite up there. I had my best kite get up to where the planes fly. Well, let’s just say, well over 500 feet, that’s 500 feet below small aircraft. I was well away from the landing path.

This is the first time I have told this story like this.

It truly was this way for me.

And I didn’t even mentioned the part where I came from before I went to Venice, Florida.

Let me put it this way, The town I grew up in and had visited just a few month’s before I left for Florida, the terrorists had set up camp there as well.

I would jokingly say, “they followed me”

I’m not saying that any more, I’m saying I feel now they were watching me for some odd reason. Hey, I don’t know. And no one else does either.

What I do know, I’m not one of them. And never will be.

I live the United Federation Of Planets and exercise The Prime Directive.

But, of course, have life here. And I do, have hope for a better tomorrow.
Despite what chaos may come. Because I know in the end there-of, will be the glory.

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