6 years ago?????
Freshman year of college, I was doing laundry in the basement of the dorms when some guy came in and said "Didja see? Someone bombed the twin towers or something!"
Yes sir.
I was at my work station in the millwork dept. at the Lowe's in Hollister MO.
I was doing paperwork getting ready for the day and a customer came up and asked me if I had heard.
That was a long sad day.
I was in school, geography....................teacher was in the marine reserves....................he went freakin nuts, and left the room..................
found out later he went to his unit and got a DD368 to go active.
Coming Home from school., went to my mates House, made a cuppa tea , and on every channel it was on , it was a shock to the system , ill remember it forever
Back in Calgary, Canada, sitting in school listening to my 7th grade(yes im that young haha) teacher cuss at the class caz i took the answers for a work sheet off his desk when he when outside. I used to mess with him all the time, he hated me haha. But then again i also felt sorry for him caz he used to go walk around the field everyday caz he was pretty over weight and he fell down the stairs once too haha.
driving across colorado. road trip in my 67 plymouth furry III. no radio so i was listening to it on my headphones. got pulled over by a state trooper for having my headphones on while driving.
Freshman year of college. Parents called from Dallas and woke me up in California at 9am (so it was already noon in NYC and the towers had fallen). Spent almost of the day glued to the TV, and then attended a (very politicized, surprise!) candlelight vigil on Berkeley's campus, where a lot of people were grieving for Mark Bingham on UA93, who was well-known among campus rugby.
i was in 5th grade :laugh:
they didnt tell us so i had no idea what was going on till i got home.
Driving in to work on my day off - less than a mile from Ft Meade/NSA. They shut down the road just past us. Needless to say I headed to my parents about 20 min after I got there.
Quote from: CndnMax on September 11, 2007, 07:47:31 PM
Back in Calgary, Canada, sitting in school listening to my 7th grade(yes im that young haha) teacher cuss at the class caz i took the answers for a work sheet off his desk when he when outside. I used to mess with him all the time, he hated me haha. But then again i also felt sorry for him caz he used to go walk around the field everyday caz he was pretty over weight and he fell down the stairs once too haha.
i was in 7th grade too. english class, i remember some of my teachers wouldn't let us watch it on the news. i guess shop class was more important...
Sitting in my 12th grade health class...this girl that know to be a little nutty comes in to class late annoucing that a plane hit one of the twin towers...no one believed her at first. Class ended and everyone was talking about it. School basically stopped classes most went to the library where they had tvs set up. Saw the second crash...all I could thing about were my cousins one EMT with FDNY and one NYPD. Both made it home, had many other friends from my volunteer FD with the FDNY too. All made it out some in better shape than others. Will never ever forget that day.
Yea i was just 14 when it happened , Jesus ,
I wont ever forget it
At school in DC looking out my window at the smoke billows. Frantically trying to get in touch with my parents & uncle who all work in the Financial District of NY.
Thank god they were all OK.
Let's remember and honor those we lost that day, and not remember it as a political opportunity.
I was fresh out of law school and at work when my mom called and told me to turn on the TV in the office. We shut down at noon that day because we were all too stunned to work.
I was fresh of 3 years of IDF service and just returning from a trip on my newly bought GS (the same one I have now) ,got into a gas station were I worked ,
and was told of the attack on towers ,went back home to see for myself cause I couldn't believe it...
Montreal Canada, bunch of co-workers told me to go see TV tower being attacked by planes....
Most intense and quiet day in the city I ever heard... aside the fighter jets protecting the city.
I had my Texas plates on my car at the time, I came out of the building (evacuation) and people had flowers and a flag of the USA covering most of my car (LARGE ONE) someone has tapes a USA flag to my antenna.... As I drove home, tons of driver honked to me to let me pass ahead, to salute "America's worst disaster" heck at a light even got a cop asked me if I needed an escort where ever I was going...
I waved at so many people doing the peace sign, thumb up sign, I lost track and was a little overwhelmed by it all, I drove 12 miles home, and most of it was involving people honking, giving way to me (I was following traffic), waving, chatting USA, USA, USA, etc....
The weirdest and most humbling day to be honest; I am not American (nor did I pretend to be), I am Canadian, and I was very proud to be able to be a channel of "We are with you in this moment of sorrow" , for the local Canadian's with probably the only visible American "token" they could see and I was proud of my fellow Canadian's for the gestures they posed that day and following weeks... (I had a man in a Mercedes at the local parking offer me his paid parking area for the month as a "small thing I can do" .. no I did not take him up on it...).
I know this sounds weird. but eh! had to mention it.
Quote from: bucks1605 on September 12, 2007, 09:14:47 AM
i was in 7th grade too. english class, i remember some of my teachers wouldn't let us watch it on the news. i guess shop class was more important...
We didn't do anything the whole school day everyone was just listening to it on the radio or the tv if we could pick up the signal(no cable). I didn't even have a clue what the twin towers were (you know the different country and all haha) until i got home and it was on every channel :o :2guns:
Ancaster, Ontario, Canada...nine years old, still in public school (of course). Principal (old skinny british guy with a very strong accent) called the whole school down to the gym and basically told everybody what happened, but reassured us that we were 100% safe in Canada. The kid sitting beside me absolutely broke down because apparently his Grandma worked in the twin towers (although we later found out she was sick at home that particular day, talk about lucky). About 90% of the kids ended up leaving because their parents came to get them (HAHAHA!) but I stayed, the rest of the day was spent doing useless puzzles and whatnot while the teachers watched the news in the staff room. I got home and went upstairs where my parents were watching the news...I remember flipping through the channels and literally EVERY SINGLE CHANNEL was news about the attack. I'll never forget it.
Ok, this will be long 'cause I remember it all like it was yesterday...
I teach in a high school, and we were in the middle of ISTEP testing which is a statewide graduation qualification exam in Indiana. The students that weren't taking the test were listening to a motivational speaker in our auditorium, and I was helping to supervise when one of my colleagues came in looking like all of the blood had drained from her face. She was speaking in hushed tones to another teacher that looked equally troubled. I walked over with a feeling in my gut that one of our students or teachers had been involved in some tragedy. If only it was that easy.
I came in to the conversation on the tail end and over heard 'bombing'. I asked what was up, and that's when I was told that the World Trade center towers had been hit by planes, the Pentagon had been bombed, there had been a car bomb at the White House, and there were an unknown amount of hijacked planes still in the air. Now, of course, those facts were early, and some proved to be untrue, but as you can imagine, the whole scene became surreal for me as I listened to a motivational speaker working to inspire our children to make a better world, while to me it felt as though it had just collapsed.
I walked up to the speaker and whispered to him what had happened, and I informed him that he was to continue with his program until our principal could address the students personally. Well, that lasted all of about two minutes until he broke down and told the student body about the unfolding events. I was unprepared for the immediate reaction.
Indifference.
Many of our students didn't even know what the World Trade center was (how do high school juniors and seniors not know that information?). Others were cracking jokes, while a few that actually understood the gravity of the situation wept. My eyes teared involuntarily due to the rage, sadness, confusion, and dismay over the callousness of our students.
Fast forward two hours.
The testing was now done for the day, and we were at lunch. The time was about 12:30 pm. Classes were no longer being taught, all eyes were glued to televisions. Still, an alarming number of students were cracking jokes, celebrating the 'free day' they suddenly had, and being general idiots. I was seething with rage due to the attacks as well as the uncaring nature of our kids. :mad:
Then the bomb threat.
Our entire school system recieved a general bomb threat, and some twenty thousand students suddenly required immediate evacuation. My high school population encompasses 2200 of those children. We were all evacuated to our football stands outside. I can remember looking up as we walked across our parking lots at the crystal clear blue sky. I can't recall ever seeing a sky as beautiful as I had that day. Then I realized why: no con trails, no lines of snow-white vapor criss-crossing the blue, no distant passenger jets catching the sunlight. No subtle rumble from far away aircraft. Nothing. Just blue sky.
Panicked parents came by the dozens to pick up their children and were held at bay until we received the all-clear. 2:30 pm, we finally were allowed back into the school. We watched the drama continue to unfold, and finally some of the children began to crack. I cried several times. The scene was replayed over and over of passenger laden planes exploding into the twin towers. The pentagon was in flames. A plane was down in Pennsylvania, and my cousin, who was a Marine that fired shoulder mounted, guided surface-air-missiles was dispatched to D.C.
I remember that day. The saddest part is, Americans continue to be injured and die on a daily basis due to that attack. :cry: And, our inept president has refused to acknowledge his mistakes, much less learn anything from them. Our policies are more dispised than ever around the world. What have we learned? :dunno_white:
God bless our troops...God help our president! :cookoo:
I was a first responder to the FLT93 crash site
I was @ the Johnstown, PA Airport at my job back then as a Security Police officer for the USAF RES. I had been at work for about 3 hours that day working security for the DOD operated Tower at JST Airport. Flight 93 passed directly over our airport (I even saw it) seemed as though I could have reached out and touched it! It was rare to see such a large aircraft soo close to the ground in our airspace (about 1600ft off the ground). While I was in the tower FLT93 was told to land there @ (JST) by Cleveland AT Control, our tower got no response from the aircraft and after numerous attempts to contact FLT93 Cobra Choppers had been scrambled from the Marine RES unit there. The Airport and everything surrounding 5 mile radius was shut down to a dead stop expecting that they would get the aircraft to land there. Myself and my 2 co-workers jumped in the Humvee and waited at the end of the runway prepared to follow orders direct from the pentagon should the aircraft land.
About 5 mins after the plane passed our airport myself and 2 other SP's got the call that a plane was down and to secure the crash site in Somerset county just 15 mins from my home. We boarded a Marine chopper and landed in Shanksville, PA only 15 mins after flight 93 went down. Myself and my 2 co-workers (SP's) along with about 15 Marines and Army reservists where
some of the first people on site. There was only one fire truck and 2 state police officers there when we landed. I spent 4 days at the FLT93 crash site working 18-24hr days sleeping in/on Marine Humvees keeping the press and onlookers out of the way of the recovery effort. I also assisted in the recovery clearing and recovering debris. It was HORRIBLE!
I haven't talked about it much until now. I really don't like the memories I have of that day. the sights, smells and sounds of that crash site are with me every day. The day I left the crash site was my last day of active duty reserve. After seeing the chaos and damage first hand I really hate to re-live it every year.
at work at the navy recruiting center in cornado cali
Freshman American History class...
Walking into the student union during my junior year at K-State. It was on one of the big screen Tvs in a lounge area, and on every other tv in the place. I started watching right before the second tower got hit. Crazy day.
Teaching a chemistry class in Willard Hall at Penn State. Someone said just before class that they thought they heard about a plane hitting a building in New York. I pictured some nut-job in a single engine plane or something like that. Finished the class and went to the HUB to see an ocean of people in front of the big TV. That's when I knew it was something bigger. :cry:
was at my apartment in phoenix, rolled over at around 6a flipped tv on, heard first tehn was like wtf kinda tv show at 6am is this ( then isaw), our president oramac has done well handling it, given the circumstances. our military is doing the best they can ( and always will). not going to say im satisfied, but were doin the best we can atm. although the racism in phoenix was rather intense ( on both sides) targeting anything that looked indoian or middle eastern :mad:
Quote from: oramac on September 12, 2007, 05:35:15 PM
I can remember looking up as we walked across our parking lots at the crystal clear blue sky. I can't recall ever seeing a sky as beautiful as I had that day. Then I realized why: no con trails, no lines of snow-white vapor criss-crossing the blue, no distant passenger jets catching the sunlight. No subtle rumble from far away aircraft. Nothing. Just blue sky.
That reminds me ... do you remember the first time you saw a plane flying again? I was at work walking the lot with some customers. All of a sudden we heard a strange sound - looked up to see a plane flying overhead on it's way to BWI ... and right over the NSA/Ft Meade. We just stood there until it was out of sight ... surreal.
No, I don't remember the first flight after the grounding. However, every time I see an unusually low flying plane, I still wonder...
and shortly thereafter when we were ramping up for afghanistan, ( long before iraq) i worked bank security directly underneath teh flightline for sky harbor airport in phoenix. scared teh f**k out of me, cause we had b52 after b52 flyin as low as 200ft above ground. THAT brought chills to my spine :o ( i was at 48st&washington)
I was on my way in to work... listening to primus CD and had no idea until I got close to the main gate of Camp Pendleton, Marine Corps Base, California. The interstate was backed up and it was highly unusual. When I got closer someone next to me in the line of cars waiting to get on base told me what had happened. We spent quite some time just to get on base due to the car by car search and inspection. I spent the rest of the day with my unit watching footage on TV.