I know I'm posting it a bit early, but I've been seeing tribute stuff on TV all day so I thought I'd we might do a QOTD related to that. I think it's hard to believe 10 years have passed.
Where were you on the morning of September 11, 2001?
I was in my freshman year of college and headed into German 1301. I was a little early, but it was still unusual for the classroom to be empty. I walked over to the computer lab next door and several people were standing there staring up at the television. The news was LIVE and talking about how a plane had crashed into one of the Trade Center towers. As we were watching the coverage the second plane came into view and right into the second tower.
Freshman year of college. My mom called me and told me there was a bomb at the pentagon and to turn on the TV. I watched as the first tower fell. After that I skipped my classes and sat with my friends in the student lounge watching TV for the rest of the day. I had a friend whose dad died there that day. I remember her breaking down, running out of the room, and I never saw her again.
I have very vidid memories of watching everything live and who was sitting around me and everything that was said around me. I'm beginning to wonder if the memories will ever fade. Probably not.
I was on my first day teaching music in a new (for me) school that I had just been switched to. I had a kindergarten class, and they brought in a memo for us to sign just saying that something had happened at the the WTC and that they didn't think anyone in the school was affected. (They clearly underestimated that...we're essentially an NYC commuter town, but at the time they sent it out, they didn't know the buildings were going to fall. They thought it was going to be like the first bombing.)
After that class left and before the next arrived, I quickly switched on the TV in my classroom. Through a very grainy picture I saw that the first tower had just fallen and they were afraid the 2nd was going to as well. I was beyond shocked...I had the volume down so no passing kids would hear, and I thought maybe I was seeing the writing on the screen wrong. I was expecting something relatively minor from the memo, and was unprepared for the reality. I had to switch it off as the next class showed up at my door, and somehow managed to teach the rest of the day as if nothing was wrong. I had a pair of brothers as students...one in the first class and one in my third...who lost their father that day.
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I was at work in a little bookstore in western MA. The hijacked planes flew over our heads, but we didn't know that at the time of course. We stayed open for a while because it seemed like we were providing a bit of a refuge and a place for people to talk to others about what was going on, but when the second tower fell, we closed because it just seemed almost morally wrong to stay open. I went home and turned on the TV and saw the footage. It was unreal. It seemed like a movie and was so hard to believe that had really just happened. I remember just kind of being in shock about it until they showed some footage of people who were jumping out of the buildings to their certain death rather than being burned. That was so disturbing and it suddenly made it seem real and that people were dying by the hundreds. What a horrible day!
I was in my sophomore year of college. I had a polymer science course that morning, and the professor was late to class. He apologized, saying that he had stayed at home too long watching the news, and that a plane had crashed into the twin towers.
Weird, we all thought, and sad, but we all thought it was an accident at the time and we just went on with class. When I left class, some random guy passing by asked if I'd heard that a second plane had hit the twin towers. I remember a chill creeping up my neck as I realized that the first plane wasn't a freak accident. But I thought the guy might have been mistaken, so I went to lunch at the dining hall as planned. The TVs were on to a news channel, and I saw it. I remember going back to my dorm room to call my parents (didn't have a cell phone back then), and then later on after learning that the rest of my lectures that day were cancelled, a bunch of my girl friends from church got together at a friends' apartment and spent the night there. We watched a bunch of news, of course, but eventually we all were worn out from crying and needed a break from the news. I think one of the girls put Breakfast at Tiffany's on, and we all tried to sleep. One of the girls took some sleeping medication to help her.
My mom says this is like when Kennedy died. Everyone in her generation remembers where they were when the president was shot. And they'll never forget it, as long as they live. It's the same with us and 9/11, isn't it?
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I was walking to work in Times Square. I was used to battling through the usual crowd of tourists each morning but I remember thinking there were extra crowds particularly outside the NASDQ and News centers. I stopped to see what they were all looking at and the TV's were showing that two planes had hit the WTC - at the time we thought it were just two little planes or something. I turned around and looked downtown and saw the towers gashed and burning. It was surreal but I had no idea what was to unfold. I continued to work and security were outside my office building checking everyone's ID's. Still not fully comprehending the situation, I thought it was odd, but continued with my day. It quickly became apparent that the situation was far more serious than I had realized. We had a view from the 26th floor in Times Square and basically saw all that happened in NY. I was away from the window when the first tower went down, but saw the aftermath. I remember thinking 'Oh, my god, I can't believe there's only going to be one tower - it's going to be so odd. Then within a few minutes I saw the second tower tilt and collapse - it was horrifying. Even up in Times Square, debris, paper and dust was floating everywhere. I just can't imagine the terror and chaos that everyone in and around the WTC was experiencing. No phones were working but I knew I had to find a way out of the city. Thankfully and miraculously, my BIL had walked from his office and stood outside my office and called my name and waited until I walked out. I am so grateful that he found me. We walked to my SIL's office and managed to contact his uncle who was going to try to drive out of the city. He picked me up and we were probably one of the last cars allowed out of the city before they closed all the bridges and tunnels. The highway was empty. I will never forget. I can't begin to imagine the continued pain that so many feel in NY, Washington and Pennsylvania and all their families and friends.