This Day, Five Years Ago
Where were you on September 11, 2001, and what were you doing when you heard what was happening?
posted by pissed off patricia at 1:31 AM
posted by pissed off patricia at 1:31 AM
33 Comments:
I don't recall, wasn't suprised that it happened though, went to watch it on TV in the evening with a detached interest.
Things like this happen because mankind does not treat each other right. Or there are simply some people that need to be removed from this planet.
Need to get to the root of that.
I was at work. My sister called & said - haul out that old tv you keep in the closet, and turn on any channel: someone's run a plane into the twin towers!
Bah, Bush, I fear that we are stuck with that idiot to the end. It's very hard to get anyone out of that office.
If however, we could catch someone giving him a blowjob.
I was getting ready to go to work. I saw the 2nd plane hit the tower, noticed that Matt and Katie had cut off their mikes and I thought to myself "They are saying Oh Shit just like I am." I had to leave to cross the Cooper River Bridge and saw all the planes lining up to land at the airport. The radio was broadcasting the hit on the Pentagon. It was scary. Now I make sure I contact my friends and loved ones on Sept. 11 every year.
I was here in San Diego, getting ready for work. My boyfriend was watching the news and told me about something hitting the first building. I sat down on the sofa just in time for the second plane to hit.
I went to work (at a large university), and we closed at noon. No one was getting work done anyway...everyone was on the Internet. I spent the day in disbelief.
I was a bomb dog handler for my sheriff's department. I had been a cop for about 7 years at that point, and was going to grad school at night and working the best shift that a cop can get - 600 am to 200 pm. The exception to that shift was K9 training day each week, and we went in at 800 am. So, on September 11, 2001 I was in my car headed to train with Nero, and the talk station I had on at the time interrupted with the news. At that moment, there was confusion. Small plane, large plane, suicide, terrorist attack, accident....Who knew? About the time I pulled up to the training area, the second plane had struck. We left the training area, went to a local establishment to "brainstorm" our training, and watched with horror as the towers fell and the Pentagon was struck.
9/11 is like one of those Kennedy moments, isn't it? For those of us who have been alive that long, anyway...
I was home preparing for my classes that day (6:00 a.m. here in San Diego). Watched in horror as the whole thing unfolded. Thank god I didn't know anybody involved in the catastrophes, but it still affected me very personally as it did the rest of the country.
How 'bout you, my dear PoP? =)
I had just gotten off a plane in Miami and driven to my client's office which was right by the airport. As soon as I walked into the office the place was in a panic. We all piled in a conference room and watched the second plance strike and then the buildings fall.
I was staying in a big hotel nearby also by the airport, a Radisson I think. It was part of a big apparel mart and I was staying on the top floor with access to the elite lounge. The place was full of folks from New York that were attending the apparel mart and I spent the next several evening with all these folks from NYC that were seeing their neighborhoods on TV.
That Friday I drove my rental car back to Atlanta through a hurricane. It was quite a week.
I was working at a bank and my Mom called to tell me about the first place hitting the tower and I remember thinking please let it be just a horrific accident and everyone at work was going nuts talking about it and then my Mom called again and said the second plane had hit the second tower and by this point we had the monitors that showed us the daily market showing what was going on and everyone was crying and only a few calls were trickling into the call center. My supervisor at the time was a man named Ahmead and when it was thrown about that it was a terrorist attack, that he was from the middle east was enough to have some harsh words thrown at him as if he were personally responsible, thing s got very heated and shortly thereafter we shut down for the day.
I didn’t go home after I got out of work, couldn’t bear to be alone, so I went to my grandmother’s where most of the family had gathered, and my cousin Jesse grabbed the flag off the house and started running up and down Mineral Spring Ave and people driving by were screaming and cheering and beeping their horns, we all ended the night with candles all over the front steps and us just sitting there crying here and there basically in shock from the entire experience, until the family kids started to get cranky and it was time to put them to bed, thank God for those kids otherwise we could have sat there for days…..
I did know 2 people that died in the second tower, I mourned for them and all those taken that day, and miss them now and always…….
I was listening to a local morning talk show. The publisher of the local paper was there, defending his paper from the usual right wing vitriol, when the news hit. The newsman left immediately while the talk show host remained to hurl his invective a few more minutes.
I was in Germany. My launcher section had just got done failing a missile reload drill. It was a wet shitty cold German morning in Bavaria...but we had no idea how shitty it was untill we got back to the barracks. The next couple of days were a blur of gate guard on civilian housing areas and packing up to go to the sandbox. No sleep till Kuwait it seemed. I, as everyone does I'm sure, will never forget it.
I stood on a roof of a country house placing down cedar shingles on a pristine September morn ...
The first reaction was: This ain't true!
I was at work, and someone mentioned it. They were smiling, so my first impression was that it was a joke. I then reminded myself that a USAAF bomber hit the Empire State Building in 1945, so I thought it might be an accident.
A lot of people were gathered in a conference room, so I poked my head in just in time to catch a replay of the second plane hitting the South Tower.
It was a terrorist attack, I realized. I recall I shrugged and said, "These things will happen," and went back to work.
We're on Pacific time, so it was early in the morning and we were just up preparing for school and work. I listen to CBC radio all the time and heard something right away.
It was (and is) surreal.
I was here at work and my partner called me from home to tell me about the first strike at the WTC...then we went into a meeting and word came that tower two was hit, and that a plane had gone down in PA...the meeting broke up after that and mostly everyone went home for the day.
I was up a little earlier than usual and watching Good Morning America (also unusual - I don't usually turn the t.v. on in the morning).
The first reports came in here a little after 6:00 a.m.
I called my then Army Reserve son and told him to turn on his t.v (by then I'd switched to CNN). I was talking to him as the plane hit the Pentagon.
I decided to keep the girls out of school - not out of fear, just wanted them close. I think a lot of people felt the same way.
When they woke up I told them before they had a chance to hear it someplace else. At 5, 6, and 8, I'm not sure how much they understood.
As for me, I'm not sure when it finally sunk in. I knew it was real but for a while I was just going through the motions.
Sorry PoP,
I just don't even want to think about it.
I mean, Al Qaeda and Bin Laden attacked us on 9/11 NOT Iraq/Saddam.
And to this day Al Qaeda and Bin Laden are living free in the borders of Afghanistan and Pakistan with no concern or worry. No one will bother them.
Meanwhile the Taliban is back in power and Al Qaeda is planning their next series of attacks.
What's Bush doing? NOTHING
I just got out of the shower, getting ready to go to work. I sat down on my bed to watch the Today Show, as was my daily routine. This day however was not like the rest.
I watched it on television, and then headed out of the house to go to work via public transit. Things were very eerie.
i was in school in the city. I just wrote a blog on that topic.
Where I was is really immaterial; what I thought, however, was "Finally, a reason to bomb Iraq!"
Oh, wait....that was Dick Cheney. Sorry, we're so alike that I get confused sometimes.
in the dentist's chair - they were listening to it on the radio...
i had not known until i drove there before going to work...
The beginning of my post on 9/11 explains my whereabouts on 9/11.
I was a Former Marine wanting to get some!! I was told a lie though!
I was woke up to tell me we were under attack. After the all night work, I got up and watched as all others did. The most horrible day of my life.
I was at work, at an engineering firm, in Upstate NY. My wife called and told me. I pictured a Cessna. Saw Wash. Post pictures. Shocked but figured could be an accident. Hoped it was. The second plane erased all doubt. A week earlier drove my 15-yr-old daughter to NYC to study ballet. She saw the towers fall in the distance. She was evacuated. The next day: dance, as usual. A testament of hope, in a way. A lasered focus. That night, a church service. A week later, a trip to NYC and back (nearly 600 miles) just to see my daughter. Candles by the fire station. Elizabeth Vargas with a microphone. My older daughter reading to my younger one, 4, a bedside story. The long ride home.
I was watching C-Span and a political debate between the Dem.'s and Rpub.'s (don't remember what it was about).
Then C-Span announced that one of the towers was burning, I swiched to NBC's Today show.
I watched for a while, thinking what moron flew into the building? Maybe he had a heart attack, or passed out at the controls.
Then, like millions of Americans, I saw LIVE, the second plane fly right into the other tower. It was clear at that instant that we were under attack.
I watched all day. A plane hit the Pentegon, the President in the classroom, a plane went down in Penn.- supposedly heading for the Capital, the President flying around the country, and you all know the rest.
It was very surprising, but the world was behind us and we would stop the people behind this attack.
What's been more surprising and even more criminal is the actions of this President in the last five years.
I was at work and I had gone to the front office for my mail and the staff had the office TV on. We all stood transfixed for a while. I spent the rest of the day running from my office to the front office to catch up on stuff. I never thought the towers would go down. That was the greatest shock for me...and the people hanging out the windows...that may be my worst memory. I'll take California earthquakes anyday.
I was in my office in Tampa, FL, on a conference call with some people in Atlanta. I saw all my co-workers scurrying towards the conference room that had a TV, and one of them told me there was a big terrorist attack. So I told the Atlanta people to go turn on their TV, and I went to the conference room and watched with my co-workers in disbelief as the towers fell. We heard about the Pentagon and a plane crash in rural PA. There were unconfirmed reports of many other planes not accounted for, which turned out to be just part of the chaos.
My office then was right next to the airport. So I went up to the top of the parking garage and watched plane after plane land. I called my husband on my cell phone to tell him about the planes, and he pointed out that it might be a bad idea to stand on top of a tall structure by the airport with possibly hijacked planes in the sky. So I came down and went home.
I remember looking up at the night sky in the days that followed and being awed by the absence of planes.
Great question, PoP. So many of us were living in a state of denial.
and George was reading on and on while thousands died.
I remember i was asleep in bed and Marcy my daughter came in my room and said OMG! mom come look at the TV on CNN.
I posted on it here.
I was on an errand and returning from the hardware store when I heard it on the radio. Went into my mom's and dad's house and turned it on the tv. I remember watching the tv and not even noticing that the 1st tower had collapsed until the newscaster pointed it out. In a little while the second tower collapsed. credit cards
I was lying in bed with a newly broken leg, an injury obtained when I was flung by an overzealous dance partner. My office called and said that a plane had hit the World Trade Center and it may be a terrorist attack. Someone at the office left to get a television and they asked me to turn on the news to keep them posted until he got back. Within a couple of hours they closed the place down. They sent all the employees home. I was supposed to have been in Baltimore, but couldn't fly because of my leg. A friend came over that evening and spent the night watching the TV with me and hubby. When it happened she called her father who lived in another city and she was very upset. He said, "Go to Karena's and spend the night with her and her hubby." She did. We are all in our 40's and fifties, yet when that shit hit the fan we all called our parents. So human, parents are so important. We rode the evening out together, me, hubby and friend, too stunned, upset, angry and grief stricken to do anything but watch the news, phone loved ones and try to comfort one another. Nothing made sense and we were really pissed off at Bush. Where the hell is he, why is he flying to undisclosed locations? On and on we questioned. When he showed his mug on TV that night we thought he was scared shitless. We thought, good Lord, look who is in charge of leading the country. God save us all. We still think that.
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