Posted on 09/11/2012 8:42:38 PM PDT by ConservativeInPA
Where were you on 9-11?
Originally the results of the investigation concluded that the pilot committed suicide.
It was then that I realized these people are capable of crashing a plane into a building such as the Empire State Building or the Twin Towers.
Since those results were released Egypt put up a stink over the findings. Not sure if for political reasons they may have changed the results of the investigation.
When the planes crashed into the twin towers my first thought was EgyptAir Flight 990 and my eerie prediction.
I took my daughter to school-—very quiet that day. Then I ahd to cross the Golden Gate Bridge to go to an air force base and teach a science class to some elementary school kids. Kind of eerie...not much traffic but lots of armed personnel at the bridge
I live in CA. I was still asleep when the attacks hit. I woke to the news to see the smoking towers and to watch them come down moments later.
I was getting ready for work at a local community college that day, having left home early to mail letters for my mother when on the phone she told what she thought was a movie with the first tower was hit. I thought it was a plane accident. But when the second tower was hit, I realized we were attacked. I was in shock that lasted almost a week.
I was sleeping and my phone rang. it was my cousin telling me to turn on the TV. After five minutes, I turned to my husband and asked him the date. he told me it was September 11. I told him “REMEMBER THIS DATE...IT’S THE DAY THE WORLD CHANGES”
The community college is in Manchester, CT.
I got up and called him back just as the second plane hit. He knew it was terrorism even before that. We talked about my brother who is a Marine and my husband who is a firefighter upstate. He was at work and my next call was to him, and he was wondering if they'd be sent to help as Firefighters and Paramedics. My next call was to my sister in law in NJ, right across from Manhattan, who could see the smoke and was trying to calm down her elderly in-laws. My sister-in-law had taken her kids to day care that morning and said hello to three parents that died that day.
Watching C.A.P. from my apartment window in Arlington, VA.
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I couldn’t sleep that morning. So I got up and turned on the TV. Bush was praying. Didn’t know why yet. Then the news showed the pictures of the planes going into the WTC buildings. Within a few minutes they announced that there was smoke in DC and after a few minutes that the Pentagon had been hit.
My son never made it to school that day. His Dad is in the AF Reserves. I knew that it was only a matter of hours before he would be pulled to active duty. I started packing his dufflebag before the base had even called him.
I fell asleep on the couch that night watching TV and hearing the fighter jets flying their missions.That continued for about a week. Very little sleep, glued to the TV.
My husband has been retired from the military for many years, but my son that didn’t go to school that day is now the one that is in uniform and he is currently serving in the ME.
We had moved into our new home on the 8th. On the 11th a guy showed up to finish a few things and as soon as he asked me if I was watching the news I knew something was up. He told me what had happened and I was shocked for about a minute then realized I had a tv and invited the guy in and we watched the 2nd plane hit. I was glued to the tv the rest of the day and only got a few hours sleep before work that night. Everyone at work was talking about what had happened and it was very hard to think about work. Was glued to the tv all the next day as well.
Attending the ISA Show in Houston, at what was then the “Enron Center”. Memories: people crowding around the few TV sets available, realizing no one was going to get on a plane anytime soon, show closing a day early, jets flying combat air patrol over the city...
I was at morning Mass in Missouri and people hadn’t realized the magnitude of the whole thing yet. All we knew at that time was a place had hit the world trade center. We had no idea until we all got back home and saw the falling towers.
I owned my own business at the time, had worked past midnight getting a project completed for a deadline and needed to sleep in a few hours to recover. I didn’t turn on anything, no radio, television or internet, just got up, showered and went out the door in time to get back to the office by 10:00 AM.
I walked outside into just the most amazing morning. Preternaturally beautiful, warm and still, low humidity and very quiet, with that stunningly clear blue sky that so many comment upon. Took a minute or two to walk around the yard, taking it in, such a gorgeous day.
Then my neighbor came running across from his yard saying something about we’re under attack. I thought he’d lost it, made no sense at all. Go back in and turn on the television, he says, you’re not going to be able to get to work, the interstate is shut down because of the (Colonial Pipeline) tank farm.
I went in and turned it on, just as a tower collapsed. It was sickening. I couldn’t stop watching. Stunned disbelief, I guess. I eventually went back outside and a wave of surreality washed over me. I don’t know why the sky and the weather was so affecting, juxtaposed with such horrifying destruction and slaughter, but it felt like a cruel joke, the world gone haywire and nature right along with it.
That sort of day and that sort of sky still sends me back, probably always will.
In NYC, at my (then) apartment on East 20th Street. Heard the news on the radio, quick phone call to reassure my mother that I was not in danger, walked outside to Park Ave. to stare downtown in disbelief at the plumes of smoke in the distance, and knew that the world had changed. I was not a prepper at that time - had little food in the apartment, so walked to a nearby market to stock up on essentials. While checking out the cashier screamed as she got a phone call from a relative saying that the first building had collapsed.
Walked towards my office near the Empire State Building, all the while expecting it to be the next target. Thousands of people in the streets, sirens everywhere, talking to strangers, trying to comprehend it all.
Spent the day at work watching TV news reports and monitoring Free Republic. Decided to head to my Connecticut house, so that evening I hitched a ride from a co-worker - his car was parked near one of the temporary morgue sites that were being set up on the East Side, burnt smell hanging heavily in the air, somehow talked our way through a police checkpoint to get to the car. By that time, roads were eerily empty, and we left the city in somber silence.
I had to drive to Dallas that morning from an outlying area. Since my tv is seldom on and sure not in the mornings, I had no idea what was going until I was nearly there, I just kept going. On the freeway going toward downtown, the traffic was totally stopped. I was next to a firetruck. I looked at the men on that truck. They were either filled with rage with tears or sadness with tears. I had tears as well.
That day we made pins out of red, white and blue beads. Not really important but it made us feel like we were doing SOMETHING. (we were already told not to come and give blood yet.)
I went back there today. Only myself and one other wore those pins. It was sad.
Your experience was same as mine. I first saw the reruns. The first I saw was the two towers coming down seconds apart as the news report went through the events that had already happened. I turned on TV after seeing headline on drudge that said US under attack.
I was in the shower too, when my wife told me a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. Then I was glued to the TV and to Free Republic.
On the big thread here on FR, Plane Crashes into World Trade Center, somebody asked, "what is today's date in history? Any significance?" And I replied: Today is 911 Day: 9/11.
On Tuesday, September 11, 1973, I was driving home from a class I was taking at the University of Southern California when I turned on the radio and learned that General Augusto Pinochet had overthrown Chile’s Red regime led by Salvador Allende. I was overjoyed over the fact that a pro-Soviet government in the western hemisphere had been eliminated.
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