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Where were you six years ago today?

post #1 of 82
Thread Starter 
I was thinking about all the times I have talked with the older generations about major historical moments. They all seem to remember where they were the moment they heard the news from Pearl Harbor to President Kennedy. For our generation its the Trade Center. I would love to here accounts from everyone about where they were and what they were doing. I plan to print it out and keep it mainly for posterity because the only way to not let history repeat is to always remember.

Here is my story.

I woke up, like any other day and jumped right in the shower. We have a shower radio and I would listen to the local talk channel. Most of the time they would do a what if type of scenario, just to spark a discussion. So as I was listening I just assumed it was like any other day. I finished up in the shower, got dressed and made breakfast. My DH was still in bed so I waited untill I was eating to turn on the tv. The first image I saw was a repeat of the first plane, at this time the second plane had not hit the second tower. I stood and watched in awe. I finally came to and ran to the bed room and woke my DH up. I said "honey get up! We are under attack!" He came to pretty quick but was still a little groggy as I dragged him out to the living room. We both just sat on the couch watching the replay. About 10 minutes after the second plane hit. We could not believe our eyes. Watching live tv and seeing it in real time. I called work and said I would not be coming in. They understood and said they would be closed for the day. We just sat there watching tv in complete shock. Then it got worse, the towers fell. The most amazing feat to human technology gone. It showed how strong but weak we all are. About an hour later we decided to run to the store. It was the most surreal thing I have ever seen. No one was out, the air was still due to all the planes being grounded. It was like the world was coming to an end.

I still can not believe it has been 6 years. I still think about all the people who suffered and all the people who are now trying to fight for us. It feels like it happened yesterday. I know it didn't but It is still so clear in my head. I know I will never forget. I always thought things like this were only found in history books not in real life. I still amazes me how much the world has changed since that fateful day in September.

Let us never forget.
post #2 of 82
The news was shaking me up so badly that I went to look for something to take my mind off of the tragedy. I found The Cat Site! The first post I read was Hissy's bout the planes hitting the WTC.
post #3 of 82
I was still living with my parents at the time. My mother is the secretary at a church and that week she was volunteering to run a Pregnancy Care Center while the regular person was out of town. She wanted me to help at the PCC so I went with her to work early that morning. We hadn't been there very long when the church phone rang. It was the pastor's father calling to let everyone know what had happened. I went into the basement and turned the tv on and watched the second plane hit.

This is a day I will never forget, and I hope no one ever does.
post #4 of 82
I was driving into work, talking to my boss about how to take over her job while she was out for a week with chicken pox. We had a small tv/vcr in the office, so when I walked through the door, the cook came up to me right away and asked if I would turn on the tv, the WTC had been hit by a plane.
Little did we know at the time it was terrorists, but as we were watching the news, the second plane hit on air.
It was awful and definitely a day I"ll never forget.

The best thing to come out of that day is the wide sense of comraderie, if you will...a uniform feeling for all...America became about America that day. Nothing else mattered. You could feel the "brotherhood" of a nation take over.

But it was a scary feeling to not know what in the world was going on--or where they'd hit next after the pentagon.

Agree with the war or not, I hope all Americans can open their heart for each other (atleast for the day) and embrace the troops and thank them for keeping our great land free. Keep the families of lost loved ones in your heart, too.

To the soldiers who fight for my freedom!!!!
post #5 of 82
I was on my way to work.....what a horrible day.
post #6 of 82
I was living with my ex-boyfriend and I was sleeping in. He came to wake me up to tell me a plane hit the WTC and my first reaction was "you woke me up for THAT?"
Don't be too mad. I was half asleep.
post #7 of 82
I was in class in college...before that I had no idea what the WTC even was

I lived downtown Ottawa and my sister called me to get out of there because she thought they would attack our capital. It was scary.
post #8 of 82
I was working in a call center. We serviced retirees, so the calls were constant (and long if you wanted to chat, they were ready). I remember walking into work and thinking it was a gorgeous fall day and I would be inside tied to phone all day. Well, that day the phones went dead. Those that did call wanted to talk about the WTC, not their pension checks. I remember we were all trying to get online news, but the news sites were all bombarded with hits, and they were very slow.

Then people started to get worried about relatives in NYC, the possibility of more attacks, one girl had parents flying that day and she was hysterical. They sent us all home a few hours early (which was pretty darn nice considering we were salaried employees and all had work we could do off the phones). Not that I could concentrate anyway.
post #9 of 82
Thread Starter 
Thank you guys for posting. I started this thread shortly after 1130pm pasific standard time and it was a few hours before anyone posted to it. I was staring to think I was the only one who remembered. It had me very worried. There are members of our site who were between the ages of 6 and 8 when it happened. For them this is a history lesson. At that time in their lives they were to young to know what was fully happening. It is up to us, the older generations to help them to remember and understand the importance of that fatefull day. We need to remember that for most of their lives a war has been faught and they don't fully know why or even how it was started.

May all the victims Rest in Peace.

Let us never forget.
post #10 of 82
t is up to us, the older generations to help them to remember and understand the importance of that fatefull day
I agree! My niece is now almost 14 and we have talked a lot about 9/11 the past 6 years. She and I even wrote a "song" about it on the first anniversary. I want to make sure that she always remembers as well.
post #11 of 82
I was in my 8th grade art class. I remember all my teachers were crying and Mrs.Martin turned on the TV and we saw the second plane hit. At first we were just so confused, but then we learned it was a terorist attack. We just all started crying and out parents checd us out of school and we all went home and prayed think.
post #12 of 82
Well for me, that morning I got off work at 7am, and got home and went to bed. I usually sleep with the radio on and did this did too. I crashed and did not hear a thing till I woke up for dinner at 6pm, then my mother asked me if I had heard, and I about what, and was told of the tragedy, needless to say I ate the rest of dinner infront of the tv till I had to get ready for work that night. Needless to say that is all we discussed that shift.
post #13 of 82
I was asleep, 7 months pregnant with my youngest son.
I remember getting woke up by a barage of phone calls saying "get up and turn the tv on. All hell has broke loose!"
I turned the tv on as the 2nd plane hit.
Then rushed to pick my oldest son up from daycare early.
post #14 of 82
I was at work and 8 months pregnant with Sierra. I remember exactly what room I was in. I stopped mid stride and just stared at the radio speaker listening to the first plane hit and then the second. I remember I didn't believe what I was hearing.
post #15 of 82
I was at work. One of our co-workers could not get ahold of her husband (in the Pentagon) - she went into hysterics. The boss told her to go home and about an hour later, we got the word that if you wanted to leave you could with no charge to personal leave (I work for the government).

I left, was crying on the way home, and my son came home from school about 1/2 hour after I got home. We had the tv on and just could not look away - it was unbelievable and almost seemed like a movie - not reality.

I didn't know the cell phones had been down, and neither DH nor could get ahold of each other (he was working in construction). He was in Minnesota, me in Maryland.

All I could do was pray to God to keep us safe and let each other know we were ok. I left a message on DH's answering machine (hard lines working) and he called me when he got home.

We could not be physically together, but "held" each other tight over the phone and were both crying. It was right after that, he told me "do what it takes to get you and your son over in Minnesota permanantly". I did
post #16 of 82
I had been out for lunch and then shopping with a friend, getting ready to see Alien Ant Farm that night in London, my uncle called me and we just laughed at him, he was known for winding people up, then I got a call to ask if I could come into work (I was working for a politician at the time) and I believed my boss. By then the traffic was crazy so I just went home, we were almost there anyway, and watched the news.

The gig went ahead, with proceeds going to help those in need from the WTC so we went, but the band staff and members still hadn't got in touch with all of their family and were running off between sets to try their phone calls again.
post #17 of 82
I was working offsite doing a large inventory audit for one of our auto dealers. I had called the office for an audit update when my co-worker told me a plane hit the WTC. I'm like what???? and then had the guys turn on the TV at the dealership. I was doing working shortly after but didn't leave till I got the ok from work so I watched tv at the dealership that morning. I was off in the afternoon and I remember calling DH to ask if I should go to bank to take out a fair amount of cash just in case we needed cash. That evening I was one of the dumb ones that waited in line for like two hours to get gas-all the gas stations were jammed. (should have waited the next day). That afternoon I was working on a craft project at home and watching the TV in disbelief.
post #18 of 82
I was just starting my final year in college. My first class of the day was ironically called Freedom of Speech and it started at 8:50. My professor was slightly annoyed that over half the class didn't show up. Needless to say he didn't know. As I got out of that class I walked across campus to my next one. There were police cars all over the place. Because I went to a rather liberal school so I thought that it was just another drug bust. My professor cut class really short, but only told us to not turn on the internet.

Being given freedom a friend of mine and I decided to go get some pizza and enjoy one of the last beautiful days that Ohio had to offer. Once I was munching down someone told us. I started running to my car. My father was in route to Boston that morning. The first thing I heard was that Perry Nuclear Power Plant was on "high lock down". For those who don't know what that means if you tried to approach the plant with out proper ID they'd arrest you. If you crossed that line they'd shoot you. I panicked.

After I got home I checked the messages. Two from my sisters, one from my husband's commanding officer telling him not to go anywhere and one from my best friend's CO telling him the same thing. At that point I went numb.

Three hours later I found my Dad. His flight had been diverted to New Orleans. It was also the day my husband told me that we were going to have to get married if he went over seas. He wanted me to be able to get housing benefits from the military if it came down to that.
post #19 of 82
I was off work that day and I had gotten up early to catch up on some laundry. I remember the television was on in the living room and the first time I looked at it and seeing the plane hitting the tower and thinking to myself that it was a movies trailer.
It was about 20 minutes later when I looked at it again and they were playing the same thing that I realized what was going on.
I spent most of the day transfixed to the television as I am sure countless other people did as well.
post #20 of 82
I was in tenth grade, in Art Class. The chemistry teacher came running in, and told my art teacher to turn the tv on, they thought it was a suicide thing.

As we were all sitting there watching, the second plane crashed.

Some people came to school and pulled their kids out early, I think the rest of the school did end up letting out an extra hour or two. I remember a lot of crying, and all of the teachers were worried. We spent a lot of time in the lunch room (my school only had about 400 people total in it).

When I got home we prayed together and I called my boyfriend, it was a sad day indeed.
post #21 of 82
I wasn't working then so was at home with the tv on when it first came on the news and I remember watching live as the 2nd plane hit.

Very scary feeling at the time, before the shock and sadness set in.
post #22 of 82
I had just got my computer back from the shop (new hard drive)and hooked it up. I got a multiple image on my monitor and started a poor me pity party because of all the problems I had with the computer. I shut it off and went in to watch the morning news - just in time to see the second plane hit.

The pity party stopped immediately.
post #23 of 82
I was in 11th grade, in my 2nd hour class- World History, I do believe.

They turned on the tvs for us and we watched them in all of our classes I do believe.

I remember that night the gas stations were packed with cars getting gas because they thought there was going to be a major shortage.

That was a scary day
post #24 of 82
I was 18 and an apprentice at a high end salon. I didnt know anything about the situation until I got to work. We had tv's scattered throughout the salon and breakroom just to stay informed. Needless to say we didnt have as many clients as usual that day, so we were able to keep with the news. I cant believe it has been 6 years already.
post #25 of 82
I was at work, and at the time my brother was a pilot for American Airlines.

My boss at the time is a horrid excuse for what PASSES as a human being, and she made us actually try to work and make sales calls (!!!) until it became clear that there was no way to get through to anyone, and if you did, they certainly weren't interested in talking about business.

We were stuck in the office until 2 p.m., at which point she, very begrudgingly, decided to let us go home for the day. She did not care one whit that my brother MIGHT have been on one of the planes that hit the towers.

I think she was more angry that her company lost a day's work and had to pay us for it than she cared about what had just happened.

It wasn't until about 4 p.m. that I found out that my brother had flown out of Miami that morning instead of Boston. I have no relationship with him, but that didn't lessen my fears.

I will NEVER FORGET 9/11/2001, and unfortunately, won't ever forget one very petty woman boss for having no compassion whatsoever on that tragic day.

Another thing that I will never, ever forget is how eerily silent the skies were in the days following. We take the fact that there are airplanes flying overhead for granted, they are background noise, we don't pay attention to it.

But in those days that followed 9/11, the skies were as silent as the grave. It was spooky. I never want to experience anything like that again.

post #26 of 82
I was driving to work, when the morning drivetime DJs reported that a plane had hit the WTC. At first, it sounded as though a small plane had had and accident. A few minutes later, they report the SECOND plane. At that point, I knew that it was no accident. I called my S/O and told him to turn on his shop's radio.

When I got to work, there was aTV set up in the break room and I saw the first video, of the scene. All day long, as I worked my cash register, customers and co-workers kept me updated.

At home, that evening, my S/O and I stayed in front of the TV.
post #27 of 82
I was a sophomore in college. I didn't have class until 11 that day, but I was awake and watching tv. I was flipping channels and I stopped on a news station that showed one of the WTCs smoking. I though a huge fire had broken out, in fact, I don't think the media really knew what was going on at that point. The first plane had just hit. When they announced that a plane had hit it, I thought, "wow, what a horrible plane crash, what has to malfunction in order to get it to do that?" And I thought how strange...

In the distance I saw another plane flying nearby. I thought it was just a flight route and the plane was on normal plans... until I saw it hit the 2nd building. I really couldn't believe it. At that point I knew something wasn't right. I sat there and watched the continuous coverage, the replays of the 2nd plane hitting, and finally the first tower fell. It was the most shocking thing I had ever seen in my life... until the 2nd tower fell. I just couldn't believe something like that could actually happen.

I am a good student, so I did go to class, but I don't know why. All we did was talk about and watch the news. Everyone was in complete shock and we couldn't believe what was going on. It was horribly sad.

A year later, we (the Clemson University Symphonic Band) played TAPS and a couple other songs as an outdoor tribute while the CU military did their tributes. We played our instruments with all of our hearts as tears streamed down our and the conductor's face.

I know I will never ever forget that day. It has faded a little in all of our memories as time has healed us, but on the anniversary it always comes back.

I remember Alan Jackson wrote a song, and the first words were "where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day." He really helped Americans come together with his words... we were all doing ordinary things, normal, daily routine things.
post #28 of 82
living overseas at the time,
walked into lounge for a smoke and some coffee, hmm and i think i was picking up dinner.
TO hear people making jokes about how great it was that lot of americans got killed
post #29 of 82
I was very young, only in the 7th grade. I remember going to school all like normal. Then was we were walking from the halls into my science class, I noticed that the teacher had the Tv on. We watched it for the entire class. I remember knowing that something was wrong, but I didn't really know that the WTC was! I didn't understand why it was an important building. I didn't realize entirely what was going on (Now that I'm writing this, I realize how naive I was...but I was raised in a small souther city...) I and several others were checked out early and brought home. It was at home that I watched the second tower fall, and things started to sink in.
post #30 of 82
I work only a few blocks away from our nation's capital and the Pentagon.

That day I was in a hotel conference ballroom at my university for a training conference when someone ran into the ballroom and told us that a plane had hit WTC. I didn't believe him. We all gathered around this HUGE tv in the auditorium and stared in shock as the 2nd plane hit WTC. Later on, we heard that the Pentagon was hit. I couldn't believe it and ran outside. I could see a HUGE pillar of smoke where Pentagon was and it just sickened me. I ran to my office and told my co workers what was going on. We just couldn't focus on work at all.

My family were freaking out because I work in DC so they were trying to reach me via phone, AIM and pager but unfortunately all 3 "crashed" due to high traffic. I received their messages on my pager but they couldn't get my replies so it was breaking my heart to see my family freaking out because they couldn't hear from me. At one point, my brother "yelled" at me through the pager and said "Just let us know YOU are OKAY! That's all we need to know so ANSWER us NOW!" I was eventually able to get in touch with them later on that night and let them know that I was okay.

After a while, we heard that there was another plane on the way to hit the capitol. At that point, my co workers and I looked at each other and said "We're getting the H*** out of here!" I saw people in cars pulling over to people who were walking on campus and offering them rides out so that touched me.

Normally it'd take me about 20 minutes from DC to my home in Greenbelt. That day it took me over THREE HOURS just to get home. Traffic was so bad that some people actually abandoned their cars and walked (that was another reason why traffic moved so slowly- we couldn't drive fast because there were people walking on the roads, etc) and there were soldiers/cops EVERYWHERE directing traffic, yelling at people to move away from the capital, important buildings, etc. It horrified me seeing soliders with huge guns standing around- I knew it was for our protection but at the same time, it made it even more real and terrifying that terrorists would hit DC.

It was a day from H*** and I had friends who worked at Pentagon so that was very frightening for me as I tried to find out if they were all right. Luckily, all my friends were okay.

One friend was supposed to be in his office that day but due to a last minute meeting, he wasn't. His office was wrecked. If he was there, he wouldn't have survived.

I have another friend in military who also worked at Pentagon at that time and he was involved with rescuing people then recovering bodies. I won't tell you all the stories he told me (some were too horrifying) but it really broke my heart. One thing he told me that I will never forget- he went into a room to look for survivors and saw this lady sitting at her desk with the phone at her ear. She was in that position when the plane hit pushing the wall against her so she was pinned between the wall and her desk. He said it looks like she died instantly not knowing what happened (which was good) but still..

A close friend of mine had a friend who worked at the Pentagon who just adopted a boy a couple days before. She was burnt so badly in the attack on Pentagon and slipped into a coma. She eventually died after a week. That poor boy stayed with his adoptive grandparents for a while but they couldn't handle it since they were so old so he had to go back to foster care.

I will NEVER forget the feelings and thoughts that I had that day and in the days afterwards. I was so terrified for others and myself and felt so alone. BUT it was also inspiring to see people come together and support each other.
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