With those two, simple and profound words, an extraordinary project was launched last year (2006). Prior to the observance of the 5th anniversary of the attacks by Islamist terrorists on the US, a private citizen had an extraordinary idea of how to memorialize those who were lost. Bringing together members from the blogging community from across the country and around the world, his idea was to have individual blogs host remembrances and memorials of those lost in the World Trade Center towers, the Pentagon, the airliners used in the attacks and the first responders who made the ultimate sacrifice in fulfilling their responsibilities. Rather than concentrating on the horror of the day though, these posts would emphasize all that made the victims special, unique – loved and honored by family and friends. Their humanity, if you will, in the face of an infamously inhuman act…
This blog, in its previous form, participated in that project and still claims membership under the new banner. To that end and in solemn observance of the 6th anniversary of the attack, we are re-posting the original memorial for Mr. Colin Arthur Bonnett (World Trade Center) and someone we knew and worked closely with, CAPT Bob Dolan, USN who was our Branch Head for N513 and who perished in the Navy Operations Center in the Pentagon.
These are but two of the 2,996 innocents who lost their lives that day. Pause and ask for Providential care and protection of their surviving loved ones on this day of somber and earnest remembrance…
Residence: Arlington, VA
Occupation: Strategy & Concepts Branch Chief (N513)
Location: The Pentagon
Bob loved to be at sea, but with each offshore assignment he deeply missed his wife and two children. His 20-year career took him to the far-flung corners of the world — Bahrain, the Adriatic Sea and the Mediterranean — but he still managed to keep in touch with the friends he made in kindergarten. He was a disciplined officer who made it his business to excel at every post, but he also was a “guy’s guy” who enjoyed grabbing a beer with friends. “Bob was a touchstone for many of us because of the person he was, not because of his accomplishments as a leader,” said family friend Mark Wallinger, who was best man at CAPT Dolan’s wedding. “He was a friend to everybody, and a hero to those who knew him.”
“He was a man who viewed service as a privilege,” his wife, Lisa of Alexandria, Va., wrote in an e-mail. “Bob Dolan was the best and the brightest this country had to offer to the altar of freedom.” In addition to his wife, Capt. Dolan is survived by his children, Rebecca, 15, and Beau, 9; his parents, Joan and Robert of Florham Park; two brothers, Christopher of Quakertown, Pa., and Daniel of Bethel, Pa., and several nieces and nephews. (Compiled from various sources, primarily consisting of The Chicago Tribune and The Washington Post)
We served aboard the USS Inchon (LPH 12) back in the early 80’s. The Inchon was the PHIBRON 6 flagship during the MARG 3 82 deployment. In September 1982, we put the 3/8 marines ashore in Beirut as part of the MNF and supported them until February 1983. Ensign Dolan was a part of that mission and earned one of his expeditionary medals as well as the NUC for his participation. I find it terribly ironic that a man who started his Naval career as part of a Peacekeeping operation in the Middle East would eventually fall victim to Middle East terrorists on 9/11.– Joe Netzel, Webmaster USS Inchon Association.
“One of Bob’s department heads on the USS John Hancock gave this picture to him when they made their last deployment. This was the ship he commanded for two years, and it was the ship’s last deployment because it was decommissioned shortly after. The picture shows Bob sitting in the captain’s chair on the bridge. He liked being in the Navy; he liked being on a ship and being at sea. The ship’s motto was ‘First for freedom,’ which I’ve kind of taken on as our family’s motto since September 11. The picture just personifies his life; beyond being a family man, this was Bob.” —
Lisa Dolan, wife
In the midst of tragedy we often times find small offerings of light — a bright moment we can hold onto that serves to, if only for a moment, ease the hurt. Such was the case with Bob; I well remember the cheer this story brought our group when we first heard it as told here by CAPT Tempestilli (Class of ’79) on the USNA’s Alumni ‘9/11 Remembrance’ site:
I must also share a brief and miraculous story with you. Last week, I received a phone call from an FBI agent working at the site of the Pentagon attack. He was a USNA ‘ 89 alumnus. As buckets of debris were being removed from the site, he noticed a Naval Academy 1981 class ring, which turned out to be Bob’s. (We Academy types are advised to have our name engraved in our rings because they always seem to find their way home.) I went down to the Pentagon to receive the ring. When I arrived, he was in his SUV with Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the USA” playing on the stereo. As he handed me the ring, we hugged and cried together–the longest and deepest cry I have had since this tragedy struck. Enroute home, I stopped at Bob’s favorite bar in Alexandria, “Murphy’s,” and drank a beer with 4 other of Bob’s closest friends. We left Bob’s beer glass full on the bar as sort of a “missing man” formation. Lisa now wears the ring around her neck, just like she did the day of Bob’s USNA ring dance.
Colin Arthur Bonnett
“Manners and a Motorcycle: In Memory of Colin Arthur Bonnett”
Residence: New York, NY, United States
Occupation: telecommunications programmer, Marsh & McLennan Cos. Inc.
Location: World Trade Center
Colin Bonnett was a gentleman — a Harley-Davidson-riding, bodybuilder sort of gentleman. Born in Barbados, he had been raised with Caribbean good manners that said that a door was always to be opened for a lady and that her chair should be pulled out when she sat. He also had deep empathy for animals, and had recently rescued a stray kitten that had been wandering around his family’s home in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. He had an adventurous streak that put him on horseback with his 10-year- old son, Kody, on most weekends, or on his motorcycle. He pushed himself hard with a physical fitness regimen that included weight lifting, jogging, countless situps and no junk food. Ever. Colin’s natural graces helped get him his job at Marsh & McLennan, where he was a telecommunications programmer. In the early 1990’s he had been working as an assistant to a Manhattan veterinarian and was about to lose his job because the doctor was closing his practice. One of the customers was a Marsh executive who invited Mr. Bonnett, 39, to fill out an application. He was transferred to the World Trade Center by the company only a few months before the attack… (From the New York TIMES)
- Lou Scorza: I did not know Colin, but my wife and I met his mother, Julia, at the last night of the Tribute in Lights, here in NYC in April. I remember she was just sitting on a bench, alone in her thoughts. We started speaking, and she related her story of that morning, and the horror and pain she and her family felt then and still feel everyday. Colin had a wife and son. It is evident in our conversations with Julia what a fine young man Colin was. I think of him often, and of his family. Julia is a wonderful woman who under the most horrible circumstances conducts herself with a dignity and grace possessed by very few people. May Colin and all the other victims of that day rest in eternal peace, and may God grant solace to the families. God Bless America.
- Harold Boyce: I knew Colin personally. Even tho’ I had not been in contact with him in a number of years, news of this awful day and his death still naughs at my heart. I walked Colin to school on many a mornings from his home in Rock Hall, St Thomas, Barbados, to the St.Thomas Boys’ School. May the blessings of God be always with the family. Colin, enjoy the Angels until we get there. Keep our place warm, for we shall surely meet again someday. To his wife and son, tho’ I have never met you, you will always be on my heart and in my prayers. God Bless, And God Bless America.
- Wade Gill: I can vaguely remember Colin as a youngster, a little younger than me growing up in Barbados in the early 70’s, I knew his immediate family really well (great folk). I can’t imagine what he went through in that crumbling building on September 11, just the thought of it bring tears to my eyes, “what a sacrifice” My heart go out to his family and all the love ones he left behind.
- Ken Brandeis: I am of a similar age and had one child, similar to Colin. I just had a second and chose the name, Colin, because I wanted my son to help to continue the memory of those victimized on September 11. My heart goes out to Colin’s family.
- William: I knew Colin casually through work. I heard through other co-workers that Colin passed away while helping others escape. I can not put words to my admiration of such a hero.
- Mary Anne Prevost: Colin, you made the world a better place.
Having spent a fair amount of time deployed around the Caribbean, including Barbados, it is not hard to imagine the easy grace and manners Mr. Bonnett would have exhibited, it is one of the endearing characteristics of the region. Likewise is the love of life, of friends and family. All of this compunds the sorrow and loss to this world of someone like Mr. Bonnett… – SJS
CAPT Bob Dolan, USN