9-11

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It still seems like almost yesterday. I arrived in NYC close to midnight on 9-10 for a business trip. It was my first time ever in NYC. I was staying about 2 miles from the WTC. The morning of 9-11 I was walking to the building where I was to meet for business when I heard about the first tower. Needless to say, my trip was cut short with no business complete. I was stuck in the city for about 4 days until I was able to get on a 24 hr train ride back home. My 'ordeal' compaired to other's in the city, was quite small. Fortunately, I lost no friends, family, or co-workers on that day. But, I am sure many of you have. If you would like, please post here if you lost someone so we can all remember them with you today.
 
Wow, poor thing, I bet you were so scared. Thank God you were ok!!

Boy do I remember 9-11! I just got up and the news was already on talking about the 1st tower...I remember thinking, what an idiot...like you can't see that thing comming for miles away. I had no idea what was going on. Then as I watched tv, the 2nd one hit...and I was confused...the reporter was screaming that it was on purpose and I was like "on purpose?? what does that mean??" Later I heard about the pentagon and thats when true fear washed over me. I had no idea what was going to happen and I just waited for someone to say that the world was over......I couldnt' sleep for a week and to this day I want to cry just thinking about it.

My heart goes out to everyone involved...may God bless you!
 
How traumatic Bep... glad you got out safely... I had colleagues who were flying all over the place.. none on the planes used as weapons but they all landed in odd places and had incredible stories of how they got home from where they were... and the people they got home with... (strange friendships were formed that day..)

I already posted in my diary... but... 9-11 Iost my best friend since kindergarden - that'd be more than 30 years... I met Tom in september of 1969, when i walked into the first day of kindergarden... he wore a red winnie the pooh shirt (and i don't know why i remember that detail) and he was assigned to be my cubby buddy (we had to share a place for our belongings) and we were friends ever since... thru good times.. lots of good times.. and the bad.. one particular bad time involved him flying half way across the country on about an hours notice... there was never a romantic part to this relationship - it went far deeper - it was true friendship -and there's not a day that goes by that Idon't miss him and want to pick up the phone to talk to him...

About a year or so before, I had lefy my job in the world trade tower... and 15 people who were also killed that day I had a close working relationship with... i drank with - i had been to their homes and they to mine.. i knew their children's and dog's names... my palm pilot is somewhere at the bottom of sydney harbour because i couldn't deal with looking at those names and addresses of people who were no longer alive...
 
I was in 6th grade when it happened. I also was home sick. My mom found out when she called the school to say that I wasn't coming home. Immediately she turned on the TV, because when she did, only the first one had been hit, and everyone thought that it was an accident. Soon after, everyone had left for school, and I was home alone. My father had told me explicitly NOT to watch TV.... so what do I do? I turn it on as soon as his car is gone. Not long after, I watched as the 2nd plane slammed into the tower. And I heard about the Pentagon, and how all flights were now grounded. I was so frightend. Not long after, a plane flew overhead, and all i could think was, "Please God, don't let it crash into me, or the Navel base in Everett" I finally had to turn off the TV and just cry out of fear and sadness for all the people. I think that the worst thing for me was realizing that the white "snow" was paper from all the offices.

Then, seeing the towers fall, one by one....

I was frightend, worried, and young. But, I saw some good, people running outside to put up flags, neighboors coming over to see if I was alright, and everyone banding together against a single threat. The unity was amazing.
 
I remember exactly where I was.

I was sitting in 10th grade Honors History class at 9:45 am and my teacher rolled a t.v. into class and we watched the news broadcasts for the day.

I could hardly believe what was taking place.
 
Wow Xorie, what a scary day for a little kid to be alone!

I remember where I was when I heard about it for the first time. I was on the phone with my sister because I was getting married in a few weeks and we were hammering out a few details. It was 7:45am and I was on my cell phone in traffic. My sister said, "Holy shit, someone just ran a plane into the World Trade Centre!" I like one of the other posts, was thinking, holy cow, how could that happen, it must have been a real malfunction...

I was teaching at that time with students that were a little rough around the edges. They were a group of kids that couldn't attend regular school because they had been kicked out for psychological, behavioural, emotional problems. When I arrived at school, one of the other teachers had a TV already set up in our common area. And we watched, and talked, and watched and talked all day. It was a hard to day for those kids. They didn't understand, and they looked to us to explain it, and we couldn't... because we couldn't understand it too.

My friend was coming from Australia for my wedding and was supposed to be flying out the next day. Of course her plane got delayed and she wasn't able to reschedule until the following week. She missed my shower and stagette, and we had her dress made in two days once she finally arrived!

I remember being so pissed off that this was happening so close to my wedding, and then feeling so pissed off at myself for being pissed off. I was so confused because who the hell was I to be mad about my wedding plans being slightly altered... what about all those other people who lost someone! I am not really that selfish!

Sorry to everyone who lost someone, funny thing is.. that marriage is over... apparently that wedding day wasn't all that important after all.:rolleyes:
 
i had started a new job that same day in warsaw, poland. had been in the country for one week, organising our home and figuring out school and how to get here and there. the weekend before i started work i was invited to a party and met a lovely american women, we became good friends.

my first day at work she called - i said 'hi, how are you?' she replied 'um, not too good, a plane has flown into the wtc'. so i went to the common area at work, turned on the tv to cnn and we all stood there - me and a group of people i didn't know (but soon became friends with) with our jaws dropped. we saw the second plane go in and the towers collapse. we all went out that evening after work for a drink - ostensibly to welcome me and farewell my predecessor, but it was all about that event. we were at the sheraton hotel bar which had tv monitors replaying and replaying and replaying :(

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i'd like to report that on september 11 2006, my nephew sebastian was born in L.A.

nice to associate that day with something so pleasant.

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mal, how utterly devestating - i'm so sorry for your loss...
 
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