Sorry for the double post! I accidentally hit the left click thing on the mouse before it posted. When this happens, I try to go back, but it’s always too late.
Take care, everyone in the Canteen. Even though I was living here, I will never forget that gorgeous September morning; I had just dropped off my son at kindergarten, and heard about the first attack on a NY radio channel. When I got home, I turned on CNN and watched, live, as the second plane hit. I started to cry, thinking, how many people have I just seen die?
Then they said that the Sears Tower in Chicago could be another target; I panicked because my dad was working as a lawyer in downtown Chicago.
And of course, like so many, I couldn’t reach any of my family in the States; the phone lines were burning.
There are really no words to express that day, and I say that as someone who lived in another country. I cannot even imagine what it must be like for Americans living in the U.S. on that day.
Thanks for sharing your day. I don’t think anyone could believe what they seeing and hearing. A lot of tears that day, and they come back every 9-11.