There is something sacred about stepping into history. A few days ago I visited the Oklahoma City National Memorial. On the morning of April 19th, 1995, 9:02 am was a moment this city would never forget. In one cowardly act of terrorism one-hundred and sixty-eight innocent victims lost their lives. I highly respect and admire the people of this community who were affected by this tragedy. Their pain must have been great. The Oklahoma City National Memorial does a great job of preserving the memory of those lost. In all its painful detail, the memorial also somehow inspires those left behind to truly live. Walking through its halls I was reminded of many things. Life as we know it can change in an instant. When the value and dignity of human life is violated, heroes spontaneously emerge from all around. There is still more good than evil in this world. One act of hate always seems to arouse the love of the masses. The memory of those who lost their life in the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building will not be forgotten. The legacy they leave behind is our inspiration to embrace the value of life and truly live.
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