Read what the Ladies of PEP have to say about
the tragedy of September 11th

September 11, 2001—A Pilot Responds
By Mistress Kali Ward
(702) 341-0585

     He called tonight, stranded in a hotel room. A sense of relief overwhelmed me when I heard Jim's voice and realized he was safe, this commercial airline pilot (company name withheld) whom I know intimately via PEP phone conversation. He could have ended up pulverized in some pit where once stood the World Trade Center. He might have gone down in a blaze at the Pentagon or smashed into a field in rural Pennsylvania. But Jim the Pilot got lucky and landed instead in some lonely hotel with no way home because all airports were closed and all planes were grounded—a minor inconvenience—nothing at all, really, when contrasted to the horror of Flight #11 and Flight #77 and Flight #175 and Flight # 93 on September 11, 2001—when contrasted to the horror that his colleagues and their passengers knew in their last moments on Earth, before the crashes that shook not only the Twin Towers, the Pentagon complex, and the bucolic countryside of Southern Pennsylvania but changed history, changed all of America, changed and shook world as once we knew it, and changed philosophies and feelings about God and freedom and what is and what's not important in life.
     Jim the pilot—stunned and isolated in a strange hotel room—ponders that horror and how on the morning of September 11, 2001 those other pilots and their flight attendants stood near the cockpit, greeting passengers, welcoming all with a smile. So, too, they greeted those terrorists bent on suicide and destruction. This was to be just another day of service in the skies—flying from Point A to Point B. Instead September 11, 2001, spawned the greatest man-made devastation to ever strike the US skies and US soil as two jets crashed into the World Trade Center and another plane sliced through the Pentagon and a fourth nose-dived towards oblivion in Pennsylvania apparently diverted from it original target of what…? The White House? Camp David amidst the green Catoctin Mountains? Air Force One as it reached Andrews Air Force Base?
     Here is what Jim the Pilot wants you to understand:

     No pilot—even with gun to head—could have been forced to aim these planes into the hub of New York City or towards the spine of the Pentagon. Jim knows that his pilot colleagues on Flights 11, 77, 175, and 93 were killed first and that the planes were then commandeered by others as a means for their terrorist ends.

     Throughout the country, patriotic feelings run high now. We must rally behind these feelings and behind the government leaders we elected. Stay strong, America!
     Not only will we fly again—we will soar!
          With love and patriotism —
          Mistress Kali Ward (for Jim the Pilot)
     P.S. Also, please, a note of sincere thanks to all of you, my beloved PEP clients, who took the time to call and ask about me, a former New York resident, as to the well-being of my friends and family. I sincerely appreciate your love and support.