Thread: Where were you Sept.11 2001?

My wife and I were in Upper Manhattan - we lost two people people from our apartment building. One was a paramedic and one was a carpet layer who just happened to be working a job in one of the towers.

We were part of a very small group of people from St. John the Divine who were not Feds, Fire/Rescue that were allowed to work on the Ground Zero site less than a week after to service the workers/fire fighters/rescue/military people. We spent about 12 hours on the site delivering food/medicine/clothes to everyone working in the pit (the whole site was still quite on fire even days after our trip) - no part of the site was off limits to us and we experienced the salvage/rescue first hand.

We were married on the 23 of September (already planned for a year) and they fit our ceremony in between the huge numbers of funerals they were holding in the Cathedral that week (we had offered to take the ceremony out to the grounds or the parking lot, but they felt that a wedding would be good to have). A very memorable two weeks.

Julian

Ill always remember where I was. I was actually doing my RN clinicals. I walked to do an assessment on my patient and he told me a plane hit the WTC. I had then told him about the time a plane hit the Empire State Building long ago. We watched the story unfold on TV. I walked out to get some paperwork and walked back in and he said another plane hit the other tower. I told him...this is no accident...its an attack.

Now my instructor had family that lived in NYC. I went to tell him that two planes had hit the towers, and it looked like i had drained the blood from his body. He immediately went to the phones. He then cancelled the clinicals. I went to my friends house and watched as reports about the Pentagon unfolded as well.

We both felt helpless but knew we needed to help in some way. That very day we went to the American Red Cross to donate blood but were turned away. Evidently they couldnt handle the amount of people trying to help out.

I am sad to say that this is a day that ill always remember exact details, much like the JFK assassination for a generation before me.

I was sitting in a barber chair getting a haircut on 9/11/01 watching the whole thing on TV. I wasn't there for a shave. Thinking about it, I've never been shaved by a barber.

JERRY
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I vividly remember were I was, with whom, what I did and how I felt when it was announced Mandela was released from prison, the Ceauşescus were executed, the inner-German border was opened, Andropov died, the great Hanshin earthquake happened, the Challenger exploded, Hong Kong was handed over, Srebrenica fell, - but the Word Trade Center tragedy? I honestly haven't the slightest...

I was at the firehouse I used to work during breakfast we switched on the tv. we thought it to be a bad movie or something, then we realized it was the news channel. I got sick to my stomach, my aunt worked in the twin towers, and my grandma lived about 10 miles away or so. Apparently my aunt didnt go to work that day. My grandma and grandpa were up on the roof of their aparment building taking pictures of the skyline and the twin towers right before the first plane hit.

I woke up to the phone ringing in the living room, at my apartment, in Eugene Or. My roommate at the time was already awake and answered the phone. I was going to come out, when I started hearing "Oh my god are you kidding me", no way, this has got to be a joke, ect, ect. Thinking this was a personal matter I stayed in bed and pulled out a book I had been reading (Satan Is Alive And Well On Planet Earth). Not to shortly after that I heard "What? They are closing down the Golden Gate Bridge".

At this point I was completely and utterly confused. After Throwing on some clothes, I went out to the living room, and sat down watching the T.V. Eventually it got to be to much for us, so we went for a nice long quite walk and a bite to eat.

I heard about it on the bob and tom show while I was driving to work.Thoughr it was a gag bit on their show so i changed the station.Saw it on the news when I got home and found out it was real.Thought to myself "this is bull...." then spent the next couple of days deciding wether to get married next month or do I enlist.I decided I'd be more usefull as a husband than bullet fodder.I don't have the killer instinct that is required for combat.

I woke up Very Hung over to the Phone. My cousin in Arizona: "John, What the hell is going on out there?" "Huh". "John The Country is under attack!" All day I watched Fighter jets over DC. And "the Army"' (all of them) rolling down the highway. DC shut down that day. Total ghost town- Like a zombie movie 28 Days later, empty. I would have cried for our Country's Losses, but I'm still too damn Mad.

Thank you all who posted thus far! Looking forward to seeing more posts.

Senior year of high school. I was brushing my teeth when I heard the house phone ring. My mom answered..."What? No...OK, hold on... OH MY GOD! MARK! GET OUT HERE!"

I ran out to the living room and stopped cold. I don't remember how long that toothbrush was in my hand.

I drove to school that day in a sort of daze. In my first classes, we watched the news. At lunch, the quad was nearly a ghost town; everyone was watching the news in one room or another. Conditioning for the volleyball team was cancelled.

I get chills thinking about those whose lives were taken, those who suffer, and the echoes of that day's events through history.