Day 2 we drove to Shanksville, PA to see the flight 93 memorial. It is the most eerie feeling driving there, it literally is in the middle of a field. From the town itself it took about 20 minutes to get there.
My husband brought his fire helmet so take random pictures with
The white wall is supposed to represent the direction of the plane
At the end of the white wall there is this massive gate to the field
The boulder is where the plane crashed into the field
I am really glad we stopped here, although it represents a very sad day in our history, it still is history that we got to experience.
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