The day was an ordinary spring day. People were milling about going about their business. Driving to work, dropping their children off at daycare, eating breakfast, jogging, shopping... Flowers were beginning to bloom and our native trees were starting to blossom.
The day ended as a day that will go down in history. By noon untold carnage spread across our City and men, women and children lay dead and a beautiful federal building destroyed. Two cowardly men bombed our Oklahoma City Alfred P. Murrah Building killing 168 people and wounding many more. A nurse coming to aid the injured also lost her life that day as a result of falling debris.
It's been eighteen years since that morning in early April 1995. Lives were forever changed and the landscape of our beautiful Red Earth State was altered for all time. My children were only ten and thirteen at the time, far too young to bear witness to something that today sometimes feels commonplace.
The people of Oklahoma are resilient and proud. We have healed from the devastation although many scars remain. Today as we honor our fallen citizens we celebrate with continued hope and joy that God's mercy will bless and cover America. Our State is stronger and more beautiful than ever...a testament to our will to press on and survive the most difficult of days.
Our thoughts and prayers are with Boston and the state of Massachusetts as they face untold violence.
They, too, will rebuild.
But their lives will never be the same.
May the memory of love prevail in our hearts forever.
Love to you...