Frank Reagan: [Frank is delivering the eulogy at his colleague's funeral] Where were you on 9/11? That question has become part of the fabric of our lives, as Americans. On 9/11, I was with a hero, Officer John McKenna.
[pause]
Frank Reagan: On that beautiful, cloudless morning that seemed to promise nothing but goodness, John and his dear wife Molly were about to pull out of the driveway for a much needed and long overdue vacation. But when news of the attack came over the radio, they both knew that Montauck would have to wait. Molly kissed him goodbye, urged him to be careful as she had done every day for the almost thirty years that he served and protected this city. And then, John headed for Ground Zero. Where were you on 9/11? On September the 11th, 2001, John McKenna saved more than one hundred lives.
[Frank indicates the WTC bar on his uniform]
Frank Reagan: See this? It's worn by the first responders that day. John could wear it as proudly as anyone who was there.
[very emotional]
Frank Reagan: Why them and not me? As a cop, I've asked myself that question, many times. But I have come to realize that just about any New Yorker could ask themselves the same question and some questions have no answers. All that is left for we, the living, to do is honour them, take care of them and rededicate ourselves to the cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion.
[Frank is seen at night at the memorial reflecting pools at the 9/11 museum]
Frank Reagan: John, may the road rise up to meet you, may the wind always be at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
