"911"
Jim had informed me that he had a handshake on a million-dollar ($1,000,000) placement for ShareValue from a small group of angel investors. While waiting for the deal to come together, I continued working on our current offering, trying to put together another two hundred thousand dollars ($200,000) to finish off our one million, five hundred thousand dollars ($1,500,000) total.
My trip to Bozeman on September 10, 2001, was to meet with a few friends that might help get me that two hundred thousand dollars. I had a few days of appointments lined out with high expectations of financing this funding stage of our business with numerous venture capital firms interested in our next round.
I landed in Bozeman late in the evening and spent the night at a friend’s house. The next morning, Lori called early, I answered, and she told me to turn on the T.V.; I did and was just in time to watch the second plane crash into the World Trade Center tower. The other tower was already on fire from the first plane. The fireball I saw from the second plane was just like the fireball I had seen in my vision. One thing I knew for sure was that both buildings were coming down.
All my meetings were cancelled one by one, and I spent the next few days glued to the T.V. watching the aftermath of this horrific tragedy. All the while thinking how wrong I was to run away from God’s prompting to go to that church.
A few days later I found out that when Jim Ford heard of the attack, he went immediately down to the World Trade Center towers. There was a lot of smoke and debris all around and people could hardly see where to go. Jim stood outside where people were coming out and shouted directions to get them as quickly as he could away from the towers. I was told he helped save hundreds of lives…using his voice.
Jim survived the day making it home to his apartment but died that night in his sleep. He sure went out in grand style.
The hardest part for me though was, that it wasn’t long before I realized that this was the beginning of the war in my dream that I had called, “The War That Would Never End.”