God Bless Those Suffering and All Those Reaching Out to Help!
My name is Dave Stephens and I am a non-traditional Computer
Science student (that means I go part-time and support my family full-time)
at the University of Kentucky and Lexington Community
College (LCC). I have a Bachelors in
Chemistry from Cumberland College (graduated 15 years ago) and worked
for 12 years in the Pharmaceutical Industry. Now, I am pursuing a
Bachelors in Computer Science, something I should have done 15 years
ago.
My situation is insignificant compared to those suffering in New York City,
Washington, D.C., Boston, Newark and every city where a loved one was lost. I can only
offer a prayer for all those suffering. May God engulf you in his love and give you
the strength to carry on. Believe it or not, you will come out of this.
I am hurting, angry, frightened, and looking for answers just like everyone else, but my foremost
concern is for those who lost their beloved family members. To them; sons, daughters, brothers,
sisters, fathers, mothers and every other I offer this consolation; in holding captive and murdering
your loved ones, the monsters that brought this pain to your life damned themselves to an eternity
of suffering and brought shame to their family and country from the entire world. But most
importantly, they set free the spirits of your loved one. They are at now at peace, embraced in
the arms of an everloving God. Individuals could murder them, but they could not kill their spirit!
I lost my father to gallbladder cancer on February 29, 1996. He, like your loved ones, was snatched
away unfairly at the age of 59 years. After almost 6 years I miss him and think about him nearly every
day. But I can offer another consolation; your loved one is always with you, both in spirit and in
your memories. I despise the pain of watching my father die, but I would bear it 10 times over rather
than relinquish the honor of knowing and learning from him.
The only malice I bear toward the terrorists is that they deprived this honor, this blessing, from
hundreds of innocent children. Children robbed of the opportunity to discover how wonderful and loving
their parent would have been. The very fabric of these childrens lives -- their family -- has been ripped and torn.
It is up to those remaining to help them mend the cloth and attempt to repair the damage. Christ himself said
it would be better that a mill stone was tied around an individuals neck and that they be cast into the sea than
to offend one of his little ones. May they kneel before a just God and answer for this sin against Christ himself.
I celebrate the memory of my father, and my mother (who is still living) in this web site. Let me
challenge you to find a way to honor the loved ones you have lost and keep their memory fresh for yourself,
your children, and their children. I hope you enjoy my site. There are nuggets here for the finding. SPECIALTY PAGES:
I am fortunate to work in the IS department at Vascor Limited in
Georgetown, Kentucky. I support hardware and software (including custom
applications) for users all over the U.S., Canada, and Mexico. Yo hablo espanol un poquito.
I will always love my Father, as I hope everyone who sees this page loves their Father. But I also want to remember my entire family, never forgetting that we are the sum of the parts...   the WHOLE. And to you Dad, I hope you can see my efforts to keep your memory alive.