I sat helplessly in my living room on that day, watching as the events unfolded in front of me. I remember feeling like I should jump on a plane and go help. Logically, of course, I’d have done more harm than good. I wasn’t trained: I was a civilian. I vividly remember the anger and rage as I saw the World Trade Center fall. On that day—in that moment—I decided to become a soldier.
"My Life as a Soldier in the “War on Terror”--Bradley Johnson,"
Journal of Military Experience: Vol. 1
, Article 10.
Available at: http://encompass.eku.edu/jme/vol1/iss1/10