Mr Carl Allen Peralta

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He was a resident of New York, NY. He was only 37 yrs old. His courage and strength can be compared to those of hero's. Fictional hero's- like Superman or Batman. Ugly is a word you think of when you hear = "TERRORIST". He had so much more to his life. Such a shame that he wasn't able to have more. Words cannot describe the pain one must feel to die in that situation. He worked in the World Trade Center, for a business called Cantor Fitzgerald.

More info on Cantor-As you may already be aware, on September 11, 2006, the Cantor Fitzgerald, eSpeed, TradeSpark, bgc, and Euro Brokers community will be holding a private memorial service in honor of our lost family members, friends, and colleagues. The memorial service will be held at 4:30 p.m. on September 11, 2006 in Central Park in New York City. The service will be held at the same location as last year, the Rumsey Field summer stage, located just off the 5th Avenue and 72nd Street entrance to the park. We will provide a tent to ensure that the service will not be affected by rain.
Registration will open at 3:15 p.m. – please do not arrive earlier as the gates will not be open. Seats will be reserved for elderly and disabled guests. Additional seating will be reserved for immediate family members on a first come, first served basis.
We will be hosting a reception at the Carlyle Hotel immediately following the service. We invite you and your guests to join us.

We sincerely hope you will be able to join us for the service and the reception. If you have any questions or thoughts you would like to share, please feel free to contact the Cantor Fitzgerald Relief Fund at 212-829-4770 or via e-mail at info@cantorrelief.org.

You can also find more info on all the rest of the victims here: http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/memorial/lists/by-name/index.html

Here is a posting by Carls uncle:
The USA is a nation of immigrants. It is the immigrants that brought to America the skills of their brains and hands to make this place a great nation to live a peaceful life, full of freedom and love for fellow men and humanity. You, together with the others, will go down in history as innocent victims of terrorists who envy and hate the successes of the Americans. May you rest in peace. God Bless you and America. - Santiago F. Dumlao, uncle

All I know is that my heart and my soul go to all of those New Yorkers! Its ironic, cause our world is small, and even though that horrible attack happened there, it has effected every single one American. There isn't a day that goes by that WE don't think of that. You have to understand that Freedom isn't FREE! Although many people don't agree with President Bush, he is the President. Can you imagine being him and making that decision? I don't know if killing more is the answer or not, but personally, I wouldn't want to make that decision.

“I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible,with liberty and justice for all.”!

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Check out the date in the corner.

Tribute to Mr Carl Allen Peralta, may your soul rest in peace. Your in a better place. Those cowardless terrorist will suffer from the wrath of God. Take no mercy on their souls.

Halsted Orange Line

Everyday the alarm rings at 5 am, and I hit snooze until 5:30. What do you want from me? Id rather sleep than do my hair. I get up, shower, makeup, and out the door. I get on the first bus anywhere from 6:05 to 6:25. There is such a big difference between the buses I take. (Cleanliness, people, and speed.) So I get to midway station and FINALLY, dunkin donuts coffee. Yah! Get on the train, hopefully have my seat. I hate when you get on with the same people everyday, (we all know where we sit!) and they sit in my seat! I know my name isn't on there but you see me there almost everyday! Oh well. I get to Halsted and depart from the usual ride. Now people, I wait for this moment everyday. I get downstairs, walk past the ghandi mart, of course say good morning (The man is very nice) and sit down and smoke a cigarette. Then, here he comes! This man looks like my old boyfriend Christopher. A lot like him to be exact. But He is better looking. Everyday walks past me. Everyday I get the same look from him. Everyday! Sometimes as I am coming down the stairs he's going up. To get on the train, that is. I just want to grab him. I just want to play hookie from work, and spend the whole day with him. I want to sleep in his arms. I wonder if he can sense me feeling this way about him. I feel like I am in highschool all over again, with a crush. He has to. Because when I do see him, I cannot take my eyes off of him. He has to notice that. Unless he is still asleep, like myself. Oh I want him! I think the next opportunity I get, I am gonna snatch him. Hope my balls are big that day. Ill keep ya posted.