Thread: Where were you Sept.11 2001?

I was on my way to work , carpooling with a neighbor. we heard the news on the radio and thought that this must be a joke.
My wife called on the cell and told me WTC had been hit by a plane and that it was an attack.
When we got to work we hustled to a break room that had a TV and watched the second planes hit.
We found out that night or the next day that one of my wifes cousins worked in WTC1 and an Uncle was doing deliveries in that area. We finally found out her cousin had called in sick, the first day ever and her Uncle had gotten delayed on the other side of the Island longer than normal.
Its still hard to see those pictures and video but I wish they would broadcast them still today

I had just come on duty, and a co-worker walked in as I was checking E-mail to ask if I was looking at the report of a plane hitting the WTC that he'd just heard on the radio. I said I hadn't heard about it and asked what type of plane, thinking it would have to be a general aviation aircraft. He said he didn't know. Went to a news site as more troops showed up talking about it. Nothing was clear on the internet, so we went to an office that had a television. Saw the hole, knew it wasn't GA. Watching the live feed when #2 hit. Not a good day. Then heard the Pentagon was hit. Then I knew for sure. Then got conflicting reports that the Air Force had scrambled and shot down another plane in Pennsylvania, or the hijackers had crashed it there. Called the wife, told her to keep the kids home. We went on alert and stayed there for weeks. Ended up overseas for a while. Bad, bad, bad horrible day. I still can't sit and ponder it without tearing up.

I live about 25 miles away from Ground Zero. Yet on that terrible day, I was heading for Old Bond Street in London,England-looking to buy a nice Cuban cigar and trying to stay awake. We had left Newark Airport at 8pm on Sept.10th on board a British Airways Boeing 777. My wife and I noticed a crowd watching a TV through a shop window when the 2nd plane struck the WTC. Never felt SOO far from home at that moment.

I was going up an elevator in Rockefeller Center, where I worked at the time, and someone asked me whether I had heard that a plane had hit the world trade center. I thought that was strange since it was such a beautiful clear day in New York and, although it is conceivable that a plane could hit the world trade center on a foggy day, that sounded quite strange. Someone else in the elevator said that a second plane had hit the second tower and I knew immediately it was terrorism. Several of us stayed at work for a while watching TV and hearing that a plane had hit the pentagon. There was a strange feeling of being under attack and not knowing whether the attacks were over or not (that feeling lasted a few days). I watched the first tower fall live on TV and I just could not believe it. Even though the buildings were burning, until that moment I never imagined that one would collapse. While I never worked at the world trade center, I did work downtown and I had visited there several times and I knew the place quite well. I walked home after that, picked up my son from Kindergarten (by that time the second tower had fallen). I spent the day in a park along the Hudson River watching smoke from the fires, Apache Helicopters and Stealth planes in the sky patrolling, trying to sort it all out.

For a long time after that life was chaotic and felt very unstable; it was a terrible time in my life. I still remember watching TV coverage of it with my wife and my two year old daughter who watched the plane hit the second tower and the ball of flames over and over again and she said "that is not real."

I go by the pit from time to time and I cannot believe it has been 7 years and all that is there is big a hole in the ground. No memorial after 7 years; that is pathetic.

Thank you for starting this thread.

The first I heard of it was when I arrived at my office at City Hall that morning, turned on my computer and checked CNN.com. I immediately went up to the lobby where the main offices are, pulled a TV out of a conference room and had it on when people started to arrive ( I'm normally the first to arrive). For many, arriving at work and seeing the images on the TV was the first they had heard of it. We all stood staring in horror as the events took shape.

I was at home, asleep, I worked the closing shift at the restaurant the nigth before. We did not have a TV at that time and the radio in my truck was broken so I didn't hear about it until I got to work at 3 in the afternoon. At first I thought my friends at work were kidding until I went to the lounge and checked the TV there. The rest of the night was just a blur, cooking the few orders that came in and spending the rest of the time in the lounge watching TV and waiting for updates.

Allen

Me and a collegue were standing with our van in a traffic jam next to the Japanese pavilion of the 1958 World Fair in Brussels.
I'll never forget that moment, the extra newsbulletin, the silence after hearing the news.

The most terrifying part was that the girl I had a major crush on at that time, went to America as an exchange student for one year, and she was visiting NYC and the WTC that week.
The good news is that she was there some days earlier and now we're together for 6 years next month.

A little late I know but I thought I would revive this thread again.

Post where you were what your thoughts and emotions were That simple.

Conspiracy stuff can be started in another thread if you wish

School bus is when I heard about it.

"hey, did you hear we got bombed?"

I didn't know what they were talking about till halfway through the day.

I didn't understand until a few years afterward.

I was at work at the local college campus. I worked as an audio-visual technician at the time (as I was working through college). I was pulled aside by one of my best friends (my boss at the time) and taken to the a/v area in the library, where they have televisions constantly running. I arrived just after the first plane hit and watched as the second came around for its collision. Horrifying! I will never forget that day or that feeling.