No words that I could say would be enough.....jimmy
May your God be with you today
I was talking about where I was when the 9/11 attack happened...I was in my class in college and my friends told me wat was happening and I couldn't believe it.
We all got let out of class and everyone headed to the student center and watched the attack unfold on the big screen TV. There was like 1,000 silent students staring in disbelief...
Where were you at?
I was at work when I heard the News on the radio, needless to say we didn't get much more work done that day, the management took us all into the conference room to watch the events as they unfolded many tears were shed that dreadful day I will never forget it the entire Scottish population were stunned beyond belief......jimmy
"Stunned beyond belief" is how the day went. I remember that day like I remember the day President Kennedy was killed. It's a vibrant picture in my mind, and I don't think I'll ever lose it.
It was a beautiful September day here in the USA northeast, and I was on vacation. The sun was shining, not hardly a cloud in the sky. I went over to my neighbor's house to borrow a cup of sugar. She met me at the door with a deer in the headlight look. She told me what happened...I hadn't been listening to radio or watching TV.
I remember standing at her door, cup in hand, and no words came from my mouth. My mother could see the twin towers from her town, and my first concern was for her safety. I left my neighbor's house, without the sugar, and tried to call my mother, but all phone communications into that area of the country failed from where I was. I called friends at work, specialists in telecommunications, and they managed to relay messages between myself and my mother via networks that passed through Georgia and Colorado. Mom was safe.
But so many were not. Every September 11 is a sad and profound day.
Jimmy, thank you for the beautiful message and image you posted today to honor those who perished.
I was at work...sort of early for me...since I had dropped off my friend at the airport for her return trip home to California.
She had wanted to fly out of Logan Airport, but because I'm the laziest friend in the world and I hated having to deal with Boston traffic, I talked her into a more expensive flight in and out of Manchester, NH. She wasn't happy about having to alter her flight arrangements...
She was originally booked on American Airlines Flight 11.
As it was, I had no idea at the time what plane had hit the tower. I was listening to Don Imus as I usually did...and when the first plane hit, they thought it was a small private cessna or such...and I remember saying, "What an idiot...hitting the WTC with his plane?"
And then the second plane hit.
I was beside myself...shocked like everyone else...worried about my friend. She finally managed to get a hold of me that afteroon. Her flight had been grounded in Nashville. The first thing she said was..."Thank you."
Silly...I was only being selfish...and that saved her life. Ironic, huh?
I remember ducking out during lunch that day...headed straight for the nearest Best Buy where I knew they'd have a bunch of televisions on. The whole sales floor was packed with people that had the same idea. I remember looking around at them...and noticing that most had their hands over their mouths as if the horror was so unspeakable.
And during it all...this annoying reporter was circulating around, shoving a microphone into their faces asking "What do you think?" Nobody answered her...and she finally gave up and left.
I will never forget that day...the horror, the fear, the overwhelming sadness I felt watching those people choose to jump. But I'll also remember the pride I felt in our nation as afterward, we leaned on each other and showed the world through our acts of kindness to each other what being an American really means.
I was at work, too. I remember coming out of the break room with a cup of coffee. One of my co-workers came running up shouting "Some crazy bast**d just crashed his plane into the world trade center!" I went to my toolbox. There was always a radio there, and it was always tuned to a talk station. Several of us stood there listening as the story unfolded. We didn't get much done for the rest of the day. I remember crying as I drove home. Crying for all those people, and for their kids. Kinda tearing up a little now, just remembering. It needs to be remembered, though.
I was at work and got a phone call telling me to switch on the radio, the day stopped at that point.
I was at work also when it happened. Soemone came to the jobsite and told us about it and I thought she was crazy. She brought us a radio to listen.
I remember where I was, and what I was doing that day. I had just gotten my son on the bus to go to school. I got in the habit of turning the tv on after I got him on the bus. I turned on the tv, and just about fell over. I was floored, almost literally. I sat there all day, staring at the tv, crying, calling people, crying some more, scared out of my mind. The wierdest part was the next day, I had to drive my son to a doctor's appointment in Chicago, near O'Hare. It was eerie. No sounds of planes landing or taking off. To this day, I see that footage, and I cry. I can't help it.
I suffered a blinding migraine at 7:00 AM, the first one in many years and I have not had one since. I called into work and went to sleep until 3pm. Got up, walked over to the store and a radio was blaring about some sort of attack -- I asked what happened and The clerk shouted "We're at war!" Went home and caught the raw footage on TV and was stunned. I made some decisions about what I would and would not accept in life that day. We must always remember these tragedies and the people that died unfairly, as well as the people defending our country and others.
Our city was filled with bomb threats for a month afterwards. I will never forget it, especailly 30 firetrucks and EMT vans blocking the intersection at the center of the city because of a bomb threat to a govt office one afternoon. I can still hear the sirens.
Thank you jimmy!
(A letter I wrote this morning to my friend I met on HubPages, the Ripplemaker)
This is just a real quick email to say I received yours and noticed the date of Sept. 11, 2008 (9/11) a date forever etched in every American's mind and heart.
I'm quite sure too in the minds of the world for what happened on that dreadful day 7 years ago today when the terrorists bombed the Twin Towers in New York.
How shocked and frightened I remember being and thinking, are my children watching this in school and how were they feeling". I just want to say how very grateful I am that I am reading an email from you and writing to you and being reminded how blessed we all are and how much better I am this day than I was then. I could go on and say so much more but I said it would be quick so thank you for this email as a symbolic reminder of our freedom today.
Thanks so much for this gigantic ripple! And yes, I am very teary eyed but very grateful.
Hugs from Sis Dottie.
I was off work, sleeping in on a vacation day. My husband called and woke me up. I turned on the tube just in time to see the second tower fall.
I can still feel the shock.
May all who perished, then and in this long aftermath, rest well.
I remember it like it was yesterday. I was at home keeping my granddaughter. It was her 18 month birthday and she was still asleep. My mother called and told me to turn on the t.v. and there it was. I remember well the gripping terror in my stomach as I watched the people jump from the windows, smoke boil from inside the towers and one by one, the towers falling into a pile of rubble and producing a dust cloud that resembled a nuclear bomb effect. Stunned doesn't begin to explain the feeling that rushed through my body.
I had no friends or relatives in the towers nor living in the city. Yet I could not eat or sleep for the next 3 days as I stayed glued to the t.v. watching, holding my breath for what seemed like days as they looked for other survivors. The feeling of helplessness was overwhelmingly depressing and I have never felt such a need to do something...ANYTHING. But what could I do except to hope, pray and wait?
After 3 days I went to the store and bought red, white and blue ribbons, hot glue sticks and pins to make ribbons. I made ribbons and gave them away as a tribute for the next 4 weeks straight. As small of a contribution as it was, at least it gave me a feeling of doing SOMETHING.
As others, I was very proud to see how America came together through that disaster and I will always cry when I see the footage or pictures from this tragedy. But I will also remember and cherish the renewed pride in our country that was felt following that day. It is a day that will live forever in my memory. Not just the horror but all of the mixed emotions that flooded through with it.
I feel that we should honor the ones who defend our country each day against these types attacks but also remember the ones who crashed the plane into that Pennsylvania field in order to protect its intended target. They, too, are heroes and well deserve our heartfelt thanks.
I know this post is late but thanks, Jimmy for posting it and know that in my busy schedule, my heart was in the past on 9/11/2001.
I was at the restaurant setting the tables...10:30am EST when someone just shrieked.
Trying to DJ for stunned people (most of which knew someone) was one of the greatest challenges I ever had. Paula went down to Ground Zero to help assist firefighters. Ugh.
I just can't believe that Bush lied to all those guys faces, promised the aid to asiist them and then did nothing. Ech! gotta go..
Sandy Brace, November 18, 1940 - Sepot 11, 2001.
http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/u … sandybrace
How sad, SirDent; just one more day off and she'd be here, but this is a lovely tribute.
So true Patti. I didn't know her personally but I read a lot of her writing at the site she is still a member of by the way. I was a member there almost all of last year myself. When I realized there were authors there who had died, I started a memorial page for all of them. You can view it here if you wish.
Every year I go through this, and every year I find it harder to deal with, so this year, I didn't respond to any messages or emails about it. More than 3,000 of our own soldiers and civilians have died at war because of this. I pray for their souls.
Seriously, though, we should also be praying for the souls of all those millions of innocent civilians -- men, women, and children -- who have died in retribution for those 3,000 lives. Is what we are doing really justified for the loss of 3,000 lives? I think not.
I had just started a new job as Town Coordinator in Templeton, Massachusetts the day before the attack. The week before starting the job, I took a quick vacation to Florida to relax a bit before getting into the new position. I did a quick search of air fares and the best price I could find was flying out of Newark, N.J. to Orlando, so I grabbed it. My flight landed in Newark two days before some of the terrorists boarded a plane there. I believe it was the one that ended up in the Pentagon.
My wife's birthday is September 12, and after realizing how close I came to being in the airport with these terrorists, I decided to ask her to marry me. So while 9/11 was a terrible tragedy that should never be forgotten, there was a small silver lining in it all.
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