Sept 11, 2001 Where were you?

Sept 11, 2001, like the bombing of Pearl Harbor on Dec 7, 1941, will be a day we will always remember in infamy.

Where were you when you first heard about the attack on America?

I didn't turn the TV on before I left for work and heard it while driving to work. At first, I thought it was a joke but once I found that it had actually happened, I started crying on the freeway. It is amazing I didn't get into an accident.

When I got to work, everyone was talking about it. Almost every call we would get, the student was talking about this. Almost everyone was in total shock. I wanted to deck this one girl though because she said it was "no biggie" since she didn't know anyone who worked in the towers. Everyone around her just looked at her in amazement at her uncaring attitude. Terrorists had attacked us and she didn't even care.

During the first hour of work, the supervisors were running up and down the isles, gathering in small groups. A bit later, they told us to shut our computers and phone-lines down as we were shutting down for the day. I work for a Federal Student Loan company.

DH and I spent the day watching the news in total shock.

Where were you when you heard about 9/11?

I was at the church with my mother, where she worked. I was in her office when the phone rang. It was the church pastor's father calling from Tennessee... it was after the first plane hit. He told us what was happening. I ran downstairs to the basement, where the youth pastore and the TVs were.

We had to get the TV hooked up, and we finally got it turned on just as the second plane hit. I stayed glued to the TV and/or the radio for the rest of the day. I was terrified, I had friends and cousins in the military and I knew a war was inevitable.

It was a sad day, and every year I watch the memorial services on TV. I never want to forget.

I was at home, had just got my son off to school. Had the news on so was watching from the beginning of the news coverage, all through the day and many days after.

In the office. It was just after 10.a.m in the UK when one of the sales team came running downstairs to tell us. At the time we didn't have the internet on our computers but he had it on his laptop so we all went to look and stood there in shock and disbelief

Originally Posted by Catkiki

she said it was "no biggie" since she didn't know anyone who worked in the towers.?

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That's awful. Thousands of people wouldn't know anyone there, that but it doesn't mean that you shouldn't care There were a lot of Brits that were lost as well in it

I was at my office when the guy next door came over & asked if we had tv on? We didn't and he asked if we would turn it on cuz he wanted to see the news, our news was normally over by then but we turned the tv on and saw the second plane hit. Couldn't realy beleive what we were seeing. We had some people coming by to install new software & do some training, needless to say the software got installed but not much else got accomplished that day. Prayers to all those killed & their families. I would have said all those affected, but I guess we were all affected.

I was called into the hospital because my grandmother had gone into a coma...my mom and I saw the tv but no sound was on...at first we thought it was a movie..but once we found out it was real.....it was a shock.

When I first heard about it, I was in my friend's car on the way to school. There were a few of us and we heard them say a plane hit the WTC. I don't think any of us really knew what the World Trade Centre was and we kind of joked about it because we didn't know what a big deal it was (thinking it was just a teeny little plane with a not-so-competant pilot and no passengers).

We proceeded to school as normal and I remember another math teacher coming to speak to my math teacher during the class. They whispered. Eventually, I think they told us sometime in the morning what had happened. Keep in mind that I am in Canada, so the World Trade Centre wasn't so known to us ignorant teenagers!

I remember sitting in a fast-food parking lot at lunch listening to the radio coverage. And then when we came back to school, watching the coverage on TV.

I went home that night and watched CNN all night. One of my friends and I later organized a fundraiser at our school, because it just seemed like too big of a deal not to do SOMETHING!

I was at home and 9 years old.

I rememer worrying about my dad (even though we were in england) because he worked in what i thought was a *big* building which could be targetting , little did i know how big the WTC was and my dads building is only like 7 floors , God i was naive lol.

And the next day at school we were all worried that it would happen in England too.
A few years later i really understood it all and to this day choke up when i think of the lifes lost and the loved one of those lost.

My dad visited whats now , ground zero and said it was the eariest feeling ever.

Godbless them all
Jess x

I had just moved to Upstate NY (up in Syracuse, at least a good 5 hour drive from NYC) only two weeks before. I was staying with friends and they'd both left for work by then. Dea (the wife half of the friends) called the house just as I was coming down the stairs... I was about to get ready to go to work myself. She told me to turn on the TV. I asked which channel, and she said it didn't matter. I watched as a few minutes later the second plane hit...

I eventually called work and asked if we were closing down for the day because of it... they said to not bother coming in, several parents of our students were calling in canceling... they had family in NYC and were very concerned.... not to mention the shock. So, our learning center closed down that day. Dea came home a few hours later, she worked in a jewelry store and no one was coming in... so they closed shop for the day. Her hubby, however, was working overtime. He worked in the only Level 1 Trauma Hospital in Central NY. He had to be there in case anyone was helivac'd up there. They only ever got one, a patient who was 'reassigned' from a closer hospital to make room... i.e. a less urgent case.

Other than watching the second tower get hit, and watching the continual news coverage, the only other thing that happened was when a couple of our mutual friends from the west coast called in a panic. I don't think either of them did well in geography... the conversations went very similarly like this:

"are you guys okay?"
"yes, we're fine"
"did you see the planes hit?"
"only on TV."
"but you live in New York... you couldn't see the towers?"
"no, not even with really good binoculars."
"did you see the smoke?"
"nope. didn't see that either. we're at least a good 5 hour drive away from the city limits of New York City. We can't see that far away."
"But you are IN New York."

This would be a good reason to make sure children know their Geography... and to remind them that NY state is not just comprised of NYC. There's a HUGE state next to it... with tons of trees...

Anyway... Little Miss Cynical Sick Person should crawl back in bed now... the cats got me up.

A.

I hadn't had the TV on all morning, and I got in the car to take my litter of foster kittens to the vet. The radio came on and the pop station was playing a live press conference from our then-governor Jesse Ventura about what was happening. I was completely confused and called DH; he turned the TV on and told me what had happened. When I got to the vet's office, they had a TV on the news station and we all just sat there watching for a few minutes. I spent the rest of the day at home in front of the TV crying, until my kids got home. I tried to keep the TV off when they were around. I am getting teary again just thinking about it. God bless all those people who were killed that day.

That morning I was setting up my computer after getting it back from the repair shop the night before. But I was getting multiple images on my monitor and started a pity party how I'll never have a nice working computer and the world hates me and so forth and so on...

So I turned it off and went in to watch the morning news program - just as they went live and the second plane hit.

I stopped crying about my computer and started crying for the victims.

Wow what a day that was. At the time I was contracted to the Department of Defense. At a really bad base for this in california. Naval Air Warfare Center/Weapons Division.

I was actually in White Sands Missile Range in New Mexico. We didn't know about it immediately because we were in a secure video conference with numerous other bases at the time (the project was a nationwide rebuild of the navy IT infrastructure).

They interrupted the meeting and all military workers ordered to briefings etc. Since we were non-military personnel we were just kind of 'there' but our home base was a long way away. We were suppose to fly out that afternoon to go home because we started a major server roll out the next morning there. (those bases are Pt Mugu and Pt Huenemi near Ventura). It was CRITICAL that we make those meetings, but of course the tragedy was much more critical.

They closed the airports and we thought we were stuck. but me, in my infinite non-wisdom, decided it was too important to miss. So we rented cars. I had all the managers double up and drive home. at 110 mph the whole way. We figured if we got pulled over we'd just show our credentials and explain. lol course we didn't get pulled over.

Got back and all ready and the base was close to all non-military personnel except essential contract people. Since I was project manager I was one of those. so i had to be there.

Couldn't park your car closer than 200 feet from ANY building. barricades were put at the base entrances that you had to weave around. It was so nobody could just drive straight in with a car bomb.

So we actually didn't feel the brunt of the attack until the next afternoon because of all the scrambling. We listened to the radios on the way back of course, but didn't see any TV.

Sorry if I went off topic, but that's what I think of when I remember my day

I was on the bus, on my way to work. I was listening to a radio talk-show on my walkman (remember 9/11 preceded the iPod). The host reported breaking news about a plane flying into one of the twin towers, and said there was a "gaping hole." I had a hard time picturing what he was talking about- I thought he meant a little plane, and a little hole. Was I wrong.

I always sleep with the radio on low volume. When I went to bed the radio was set to a local station so the Bob & Tom show would be on. I remember being woken up by not the Bob & Tom show but hearing what I thought were news reports. Being very groggy I turned the radio off. It wasn't until I left to go someplace else that I heard about and saw what was going on the tv, it's something I'll never forget.

At home, just waking up actually. The radio was already on, and the announcement broke in. Then we turned on the TV...

I was taking a test in Geometry when the first plane hit and after the bell rang I started to head towards Health. People behind me in the hallway were talking about it but I ignored them not knowing what they were saying were true. When I got into the health class it was about 2 mintues before the second plane hit and my teacher had the TV on and we watched in horror as the second tower fell. I spent the rest of the day glued to various tv's watching the coverage. I remember walking to one of my classes with a friend and me and him were both outraged at what had happened. We both wanted to enlist in the Army because we knew we were going to do something about it as a country but we were both to young at the time.

Thanks to that day I have several friends that have served tours of duity over in both Afganistan and Iraq as members of the Army. I have one friend who is on his either third or fourth tour of duity and he was supposed to come home for good almost a year ago. He has been stop lost twice and redeployed. His little brother just joind the Navy in August and is probably fnishing up basic soon. Not a day goes by when I don't think of them and what they are doing for this country. And not a day goes by that I don't worry about Nathen(my friend who has ben stop lost) and hope that soon they will let him stay home.

Several of my friends here on campus are veterains of the war, some of them serving multiple duties. Being around these people makes me proud of them and what they gave up for our country. They have families now and children that know what there fathers did to pereserve this country and it makes me happy to know that because of them, there is a little more safety in this world.

On this Anniversary day, I am filled with emotions thinking back on the events of September 11, 2001 and several days that have happened as a result. I remember being glued to the tv for weeks after the inital attacks happend and again when we went to war. I remember watching the oil fields go up in flames, I remember watching the statue of Husaine fall to the ground and cheering when it did. I remember the day that Nathen went off to Basic and how I promised him that, if school didn't work out, I would fight right beside him.

Today isn't just about remembering September 11th its also about appreciating those men and women who gave up there freedom and safty here in the states to go over there and react to what happened. They don't have to be over there right now, there doing it because they love this country. So on top of remembering the victims of 9/11 also remember those victims of the war and the people who are still fighting over there.

I was 7 pregnant with my youngest son and had dropped my oldest off at daycare. I went home and fell back to sleep when my ex called me and said "Wake up, and turn the TV on. All hell has broke loose"

I turned on the TV and called my best friend. We both sat there in shock and amazement while the 2nd plane hit.

I immediatly went and got my oldest son from daycare because we didn't know what was going to happen next.

Phone calls flooded in from family members and friends who were at work and couldn't see the TV.

I will never forget trying to explain to my son what happened

I was in my 2nd period Economics class in 12th grade. I remember the phone ringing in class, the teacher answered it, he didn't say much on the phone. Then he hung up, turned on the TV in the classroom and just watched the horror. He still never said anything. This was immediately after the first plane hit (we found out really soon b/c the teacher's wife worked for the police department). He then explained what had happened with the planes being hijacked by terrorists and all. We spent the rest of the period watching the TV. When we got to 3rd pd (college algebra), we begged our teacher to just let is watch the news as it was hard to concentrate anyway.

Shortly into 3rd period some immature idiot at our school called in a bomb threat to the police and we all had to evacuate. We were standing outside for hours while police searched the school. Nobody was giving us updates on what was going on with the WTCs so word got passed along that we were all going to start running past the administrators at the same time (this is at least 2000 students on the side of the building we were on) and leave school. So we did it, everybody started running, I made it all the way to the other side of the school where my car was and started heading for the exit...7 cars got through and then they blocked the exit one car in front of me. So we all went back to school but were told our parents could come pick us up or sign us out over the phone.

So then I remember my mom called to sign me out. I went home, my mom came home from work and even my dad (parents are divorced) left work and came over. We just watched the TV all day

It's weird how you remember every little detail of a day that is so tragically implanted in your mind. I can still remember what I was wearing and conversations I had with friends that day. I cannot believe it has been 7 years. I still cry and get shivers when I see replays f the events of 9/11.

God Bless the victims, the heroes and America!!

I was in bed, and a friend in Search and Rescue called me about 8 or 8:30 in the morning and told me to turn on the TV. If I remember right, I got on just in time to watch the second plane hit. Not really sure, since I know I've seen it so many times on the news. I did watch both towers fall.

I had school that day, college so it started late and ran late. Unfortunately, though we all talked about it, life went on as normal in class. Except for one thing- about halfway through the day all of SAR was put on alert, to be ready to leave at any moment to go help. Boy, every one of us wanted to go help SO badly, but we couldn't unless we were deployed. We never got deployed. Not a surprise, since we're in CA, and there are about 48 states FULL of units between us. A few of our team members are in various other specialities that did get called, and those of us who aren't tried to find ways to tag along! So I told all my teachers I may have to go. They weren't happy, but understood.