Skip to comments.NEVER FORGET: Where Were you on 9/11?
Posted on 09/10/2009 9:48:39 PM PDT by DaveLoneRanger
Seeing none from this year, I would like us to share our memories of 9/11. Like Kennedy's assassination or Pearl Harbor, few can ever forget where they were on that dreadful day. Please share your memory of 9/11, where you were, and also tell us in a few sentences how it changed you.
I was still in bed ( Los Angeles)...daughter called us at 5:45 and told us about the first plane that had just gone into the World Trade Center...
We got up, ran for the TV and watched in horror as the 2nd plane hit... Wept and prayed all day!
Just waking up on the west coast, listening to the news on the radio.
I was in electronics class listening to my teacher talk about voltage dividers. [The high school I attended is located in Alexandria, Virginia, very close to the Pentagon.] It was right near the end of class when the PA system crackled on, and our principal announced that the World Trade Centers had been attacked.
The whole school stopped.
People turned on televisions and forgot about class, though some teachers tried to carry on.
I called my dad to pick me up, and he left work early to come get me. I will never forget how I-395 and I-95 in Northern Virginia looked that day: the entire northbound segment was closed and crawling with police from every jurisdiction you could think of.
[The father of a new freshman at my high school was one of the passengers murdered on Flight 77. A woman from my church who worked at the Pentagon never came home that day. And the brother of one of my math teachers was incinerated at the World Trade Center that morning.]
Just beginning our first full week of homeschool with my daughter, then 13. We were listening to Fox News when the first plane hit the tower. From that point on, we were riveted to the tv for the balance of the day and a good part of the night.
I was working as a medical claims entry clerk. I usually took my breaks at odd times, so I could be alone. I came down the steps going into the break room just in time to see the plane fly into the second tower. I ran back up to let my co-workers know what was happening, and none believed me at first.
On a business trip half way across the Country from my family. It was nearly two weeks before I could get back home.
At high school, in Trigonometry class.
On September 11, 2001, I knew it was time to stand against the enemies of America. Today I know that our nation’s enemies have occupied Congress and the White House.
I was only in my mid-teens. I got up early to help with my toddler brother who was sick as my father had to leave for work. I had just turned off Fox News and joined my mother in the kitchen when the radio reported smoke and flames coming out of the World Trade Center. I rushed back to the TV and watched live as the second plane hit. I don’t remember much else about that day. I spent most of it watching what was happening. The day suddenly felt different...like Christmas does, the mindset is so deep that even the air seems different. Only this wasn’t Christmas.
I know that the full consequences did not fully hit me until much, much later. And I know that it killed me to be unable to do anything. I was not even able to donate blood, which wouldn’t have helped anyway.
My emotions were all over the map.
Driving to work in Seattle, not understanding the Radio broadcasts. Got to work and saw the second plane hit.
Bought guns. Moved to North Dakota. Joined CAP.
Our host had recently been in Alaska and quite by coincidence had picked up some Osama Bin Laden wanted posters in the post office. This was well before 9/11. We went into town and distributed them for free to the shops, bars, etc., and suggested that if anyone came in to buy them that the money be sent to the Red Cross. Two days later my friend got a phone call from the Red Cross telling him to stop or that they would take legal action against him. We were shocked and dismayed by this, but having seen how far political correctness has gone since 9/11, I just feel sad about it.
I was in a hotel. Checked my email around 6 Pacific time, found an email from a friend saying TURN ON YOUR TV RIGHT NOW. I did, and after a few minutes the towers started collapsing.
I stayed around for a while, then left to go to a meeting. As I was exiting the hotel lobby, a couple dozen flight attendants, stewards and pilots came in the door, having been bused there from the nearby airport since all flights were cancelled. The looks on their faces is not something I’ll soon forget.
I just woke up, turned on the TV to the Today Show while still in bed like I did every morning to see what’s going on in the world. The second plane was just hitting. i thought “our lives will never be the same”.
What a horrible time....so many innocent people. But just as bad....we’ve just elected a POTUS who says he’ll stand with the Muslims and who sat in Jeremiah Wright’s “church” for 20 years, who bowed to the Saudi King!!! What is wrong with us?????
Calculus class, senior year of high school.
The state senator’s son (a classmate of mine) came in about an hour late an announced it, we turned on the TV, and the teacher said “let’s get back to our studies, we’ll check it again at the end of class.”
When we turned the TV on again and I saw that 2nd tower smoking, I knew then and there we were at war.
Having just done a report on him the year before, I said “it’s gotta be bin Laden”...my friend said “who?” How times have changed.
I’ll never forget the chill that ran down my spine when I saw those towers collapse on live TV.
(I watch this video at least once a year, and always on 9/11)
I got up, getting ready to work and was watching FOX. They broke in with news that a small plan had hit the World Trade Center.
The other one hit a few minutes later. Something major was happening.
I went to work. The towers came down. The pentagon got hit. The plane went down in Pennsylvania...lets roll.
We followed the news all day at work.
Hit a bar after work. Things were coming together as to what happened.
I was glad Bush was prez rather than Al.