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To: ravingnutter
I watched it all unfold on FR. People were asking me what was happening because I knew more than the news. I remember leaving work and looking up to see a blue sky devoid of contrails. Even the small airport next door was silent which was unusual. I remember it was eerily quiet.
22 posted on 09/10/2003 10:32:07 AM PDT by AppyPappy (If You're Not A Part Of The Solution, There's Good Money To Be Made In Prolonging The Problem.)
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To: AppyPappy
I remember leaving work and looking up to see a blue sky devoid of contrails.

That, and the lack of the sound of aircraft, was one of the eeriest things the following days.

42 posted on 09/10/2003 11:01:56 AM PDT by al_c
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To: AppyPappy
I remember it was eerily quiet.

We live near O'Hare airport. The silence was deafening.

59 posted on 09/10/2003 11:43:54 AM PDT by facedown (Armed in the Heartland)
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To: AppyPappy
I live in Asia--had just put my daughter to bed, jumped on FR and saw reports of the first hit. I turned on CNN International and watched the second tower get hit. I watched the second plane hit, and still marvelled at the initial CNN reports saying it must be some type of "navigational error". Aaron Brown did a much better job than the first chump doing the reporting.

My wife wasn't home, but the group she was meeting with broke up when news of the first plane began to spread (via cell phone), and she came home. We watched and cried for the rest of the night (it was night in Asia at the time).

120 posted on 09/10/2003 7:26:18 PM PDT by twntaipan (Defend Liberty! Defeat liberalism.)
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