On the 21st of November 1974, my brother was having a quiet drink in a pub called the mulberry bush. I was on my way to join him when I heard a loud explosion. Next I heard sirens, and then as I got closer to the pub I heard screaming. My brother was a student, not a political activist
I will never forget the scenes that night, or the following weeks. The shock and the fear were tremendous. My brother died from impact injuries and was unrecognisable. We did not have a whole body to bury
I no longer believe in Christianity, or in any other so called God. From my experience, in extremes, it only causes absolute misery.
I wonder about the people who want to get words for these rebel songs, what are they doing with them, drumming up funds for the IRA? So that more innocents can die.
There are people in this world who have no humanity, they get behind a cause and use it as a means to kill.

I have never formally joined this forum, I never will. I have occasionally added my name to the bottom of a post. But be sure that even a guest can empathise with the WTC horror and I can only tell you that it has brought back a lot of raw emotions. I send you all my very very best thoughts, in the hope that some good comes out of such evil
Andy