Where were you on Tuesday Sept 11, 2001?

 

Waking up getting ready for school. Turned on the TV just in time to see it all happen.

 

Gettin out of bed... my mom called me and told me to sit down etc... told me what was going on, except she wasn't too clear about it all (understandably) so it was fragments and pieces of the whole story.... we hung up. Not fully comprehending it yet, I flipped on the TV and *boom* one of the worst memories in my life -- I saw planes crashing and I didn't realize there were just the two and in my confusion I thought there were new planes crashing every minute.

After crying it out, I got to work later that morning (why did I even go?) -- people who came in late and happened not to hear were being bombarded by the "did you hear?" stuff.... The real kicker of the day -- I'll never forget the look on my boss's face when came in late and didn't believe what he was hearing on the radio on the way. Coworkers were filling him in on how the entire frickin WTC twin towers had collapsed to nothing. His eyes just widened out of the most real fear- & grief-stricken facial expression I'd ever seen. Had to go home. CEO was like... whatever just go home.

They always been saying that the terrorists have "won" if we give in to fear like this... and frankly I don't see how I can just push this memory out and not be afraid. I truly wonder sometimes.... whether we are better off knowing what we know now about world-wide evil and thieving corporations, or living in blissful ignorance and joy?

Having said that, I still have hope. I'm thinking 09/11/2002 will be the first of strangely normal days to come.

 

I was woken up around 10:30 (I work a late shift) by a phone call from the station I work out of. The Chief's secretary said, "You're not being recalled, but you're not to leave town and be available." I asked her what was going on and she told me about the towers being hit by planes. I got off the phone and turned the TV on to see the towers smoking. Soon after that, one of them collapsed.

 

I was at work prepping for the days lunch! I work in a restaurant and we get there early to prepare lunch.

My boss was in a meeting and came out when his cell phone went off and turned the bar TV on. It was very hard to swallow, because not only are we a restaurant but we cater to the airlines!! We have a huge operation in Vermont and Colorado and also were I am in New Hampshire! So when they hit the towers we were hit also! And were still getting hit to this day because the airlines are going bankrupt! So it hasn't been easy!

I just need to hold on to my job, so I can hold on to my S!

 

watching the entire unfold as i was taking the ferry down to the wtc..

ive been having more and more nightmares of that horrible day as we get closer..

this entire week has been filled with memorial services for the friends i lost.. tomorrow is going to be a really tough day..

never forget.

 

My wife and I just left Germany and were over the Atlantic. Had to return to Frankfurt Germany and remain there until Friday when international flights were allowed to fly to the states.

Didn't see the devistation until midnight Germany time or 6pm NY time. I remember how depressed we both became. A horrible feeling about everything! Wondered if we would ever get back to the states.

 

I was in the shower when my wife screamed my name. She's a native NYer who just returned from NY the Sunday night before and was in WTC less than a week before 9-11.

I leaped from the shower thinking that she was hurt only to see her ashen face. We watched the first tower fall together in total disbelief. We just kind of stood there for God knows how long unitl the thought came to us that we better check on her family in NY. Thank God her father (who installs cable and telephone lines in the City was actually in Queens that day as he's normally working in and around Manhattan. It took us a long time to get a hold of all of her family but they were all ok. Unfortunately, we did lose friends and acquaintances on that terrible day.

Like Steve, I don't know that I'll ever be the same. I've been to ground Zero twice now and plan to go back when I'm with my wife's family over Xmas. For some reason (I haven't decided why) I'm just drawn back to that place. I don't know why, becuase I don't find it particularly up lifting. I normally just stand there with my wife. We cry, we hug eachother, and we thank God that we have eachother and that ouf family survived that day. We pray for those that weren't so lucky and we pray for those who were so very, very brave that day.

I wish that I could push the pain from my mind when it comes to that day but I certainly don't ever want to forget.

 

I was on a Lifecycle in the gym and saw the plane crash into the second tower on a TV.

 

I was in bed watching tv news.
then I was in the car listening to the radio new.
then I was at work watching internet live news feeds.
then I was at the bagel shop watching tv news.
One thing that sticks out in my mind is wherever I went, there was tv or radio news broadcasts being shown to whomever was around.
How do I feel about the day? Once I knew that my sister watched it from her apt window and wasn't hurt, I was ashamed.