"Where were you when the world stop turning, that September day...did you burst out in pride for the red, white, and blue...the heroes who died just doing what they do...Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer... And look at yourself to what really matters"
Anyone remember what they were doing 15 years ago? I sure do!
It was my freshman year of college and I was getting ready for class. I remember watching the news in complete shock. I also remember that was the 1st time I got the urge to be a firefighter/1st responder. I knew I would never be able to convince my parents to let me drop out of college to become one so it was put on the back burner.
Post by stinybean on Sept 11, 2016 10:23:38 GMT -5
I can't stop crying listening to the names being read.
I was a senior in college. I was student teaching in the Bronx. While I was with the students in gym class a teacher's aide came in and told the teachers a plane had hit the twin towers. I really didn't understand quite what that meant. Then at lunchtime, another student teacher and I went outside and saw the black smoke coming from the other side of the river. Parents started arriving at school to take their kids home. It was such a surreal day.
Post by mrsdee1982 on Sept 11, 2016 10:53:55 GMT -5
I was in college. I remember my mom calling me to wake me up super early (West Coaster here). I was watching the news, watched as the towers fell. What I remember is how much we didn't know. There were so many rumors and "reports" on the news. I remember at one point there was a "report" that a plane may be heading towards Downtown LA. My dad was on a project in Downtown LA that day. I just remember trying desperately to get a hold of him and when I finally did, I begged him to come home. It was such a chaotic and sad day. I am crying while watching the news coverage today.
I was living alone at the time and working on the west coast. My alarm was set every morning to the radio and instead of music it was a live broadcast explaining how the planes had hit the towers. I ran to turn the TV on and watched in shock of what was going on. Then the coverage of the Pentagon and the plane in Pennsylvania. I didn't show up to work that day or even call in. I was scared because I had to drive passed downtown LA to get to work and there was this fear that no one was sure what could happen next. The eeriest feeling was the stopping of all air travel in Los Angeles that day. The city was profoundly quiet. This is a city where there is constant helicopter and plane noise.
I drove to a friends house and we watched the news all day and cried together. I traveled to Manhattan frequently for work at that time in my life and I have family that live near Washington DC. For all those that lost loved ones on that day my heart will always break for you.
I was in college, watching Sesame Street, which I hadn't hadn't since I was young. My mom instant messaged me to tell me there had been a terrorist attack. I said oh that's sad, but didn't really say anything else. She asked if I was watching the coverage. I said I was watching Sesame Street. She said TURN THE TV TO ANY OTHER CHANNEL. Oh. Saw the second tower fall. Such a surreal day.
Talked to my seniors this past Friday when we had a school wide moment of silence at 8:46 am. Most of them were only 1 or 2 so they have no recollection. I figured it's like Pearl Harbor or the JFK assassination was for us. Sad, and horrific, but you just mostly have no idea unless you were actually living it.
Post by alayne926 on Sept 11, 2016 11:44:48 GMT -5
I was in college and had just gotten out of the shower before class. I was walking back to my room and all the girls from the floor were in one room watching tv. I stood there in my towel as the second tower got hit watching tv.
I had just started grade 11. My alarm was set to a local radio station and it was all they were broadcasting so I was laying in bed listening about the first tower.
I didn't realize how serious it was until I went upstairs and my parents, who were school bus drivers, farmers and my mom worked full time, were sitting around the tv and my dad was talking on the phone to my grandma, and the phone ringing often if parents wondering what was going on with school or if the busses were running that day. It was just very odd being September is so busy with harvest and school starting that they were never sitting down or had the tv on in the mornings, normally always having to get the bus going and organized so dad could get back to start combining
Of course my dad had to do the bus route regardless and I remember every farm we stopped at the kid getting on would update everyone on what was happening.
Our school kept TVs on in the library all day for staff and students to go in and watch.
And I live in the quiet centre of Canada. I can't even begin to imagine the emotion of being close to it or American.
Post by tatersalad on Sept 11, 2016 12:22:54 GMT -5
I was getting ready to teach spin class when I heard over the radio that the first tower had been struck by a plane. Frantically tried to call my best friend who had just moved to Manhattan to work for Bloomingdales. Couldn't get through over the jammed cell network. We saw reports of the second plane hitting on the tv's around the bikes in the middle of class and called it quits as we came to the terrible realization that this was no freak accident. I finally got word that my friend was okay mid afternoon. I still get chills whenever I watch 9/11 footage and my heart aches for all of the lives lost and the tenacious first responders who continued to enter those buildings in an effort to preserve lives. My view of the world has never been the same.
Post by beersandweirs on Sept 11, 2016 14:24:47 GMT -5
I was in high school, my best friend called me that morning to tell me. When she described it I didn't realize how big of a thing it was, it took me a while to realize the impact it would have.
I was sitting in Spanish class during my senior year of HS. My teacher's son called right after the first plane hit, so she immediately turned the tv on. We watched the second plane hit live. I'll never forget that moment. Parents started to pick up their kids in panic. I worked half day my SR year so when I got home, I ran to my parents room ( my dad had been traveling for work and was still sleep and completely unaware of what was happening) and told hm that our country had been attacked. We watched the coverage together. I've never been the same since that day...especially since so many of us came of age during post 9/11, and the Iraq/ Afghanistan wars.
Post by Widget123 on Sept 11, 2016 18:27:37 GMT -5
I was sitting in American History class supposed to be taking a test when the news came over the loudspeaker. It's one of the moments I'll never forget.
I was in English class sophomore year of high school. We also turned on coverage right away and watched the second plane hit live. I realized it was a very sad day but it didn't really hit me until college. My roommate's boyfriend and his family do a big memorial every year because his uncle was a firefighter who died at the Twin Towers. Seeing them remember and celebrate his uncle's life really drove it home for me what a tremendous loss so many people suffered.
Post by holliberry28 on Sept 11, 2016 18:31:44 GMT -5
I just started my freshman year of college at Binghamton, which is upstate NY. I remember going to my Russian Literature class and the professor saying that the twin towers were hit and I just assumed it was like the previous attack that happened years earlier. She taught through the entire class. It was only after class, that I realized what had happened.
It was terrifying because my mom and brother in law both work in Manhattan and I couldn't get in touch with anyone for hours. It was horrible being so far away from home and my heart goes out to those who lost a loved one.
Today in our park, there was a memorial and people were talking about their loved ones they lost. It was so sad to here.
Post by billyhorrible on Sept 11, 2016 18:47:07 GMT -5
I was still home for the summer since my school was on the quarter system. I was off from work and my mom and I had planned to do some shopping and grab lunch together. We heard the story on the radio and plans for the day were off.
We're from New York so we spent the rest of the day trying to contact friends and family. I have some unbelievably miraculous stories, but I'm lucky that everyone in my life made it through.
Post by mrsmonogrammed on Sept 11, 2016 18:54:36 GMT -5
I was in 6th grade and we had no idea anything was going on until we weren't allowed outside for recess. Our teacher told us that "if we believe in a higher power to start praying". It was surreal to watch parents picking up their children with a scared look in their eyes- I had never seen an adult look that way before. Once I got home I remember the footage just being on repeat all night.
I was a high school freshman. It happened between English and government classes. We just watched the news during government and our teacher told us that what was happening would be remembered for the rest of history. We saw the second plane hit and the towers fall. The Pentagon plane was much, much scarier because I live about an hour north of DC. Many of my friends had parents who worked down there. As far as I know, everyone was safe from my school's families. There is also an army base nearby that is known to have chemical warfare stuff so I was terrified it would be a target. The news was on all day. By the time we got to fourth period, about 20 kids were still in chorus out of the 90. Parents were pulling kids out the whole day. We did breathing exercises the whole period. I went star gazing with a boy that night (and got my first kiss) and it was surreal that there wasn't a single plane in the sky. The following days were terrifying with the anthrax as well because so much was targeted toward DC.
Post by silv3rlining on Sept 11, 2016 20:47:42 GMT -5
We had just come in from PE sophomore year and were heading into the locker room to change. Seeing as we were only 45ish minutes from the Pentagon and had students whose parents worked there it was very sombering. The Pennsylvania crash site is also less than 10 miles from my Grandmother's house. I didn't really know the impact of what happened at the time, other than sadness, fear, and anger.
Post by baytosa2013 on Sept 11, 2016 21:06:01 GMT -5
I was living with my dad and I was a senior in college (fuck really?!?). Anyways I was getting ready for work that morning and then school after. I worked for the federal govt at the same place as my dad. He left way earlier than I did and so I was watching the news while getting ready like I always did. I see the coverage of the first tower and am like oh crap it's caught on fire, realize it was a plane crash and then boom 2nd plane hits. HOLY SHIT! My dad calls and says don't bother coming in they are closing the base. They also were talking closing the bridges and shutting down BART. We hand no clue how far this was going to go, especially once the pentagon hit. I just remember thinking there's no effing way I'm going in to the city today. I ended up sitting there watching for hours and crying watching people coming out, knowing others would not. I could not even watch with the people jumping. For whatever reason that still hits me the most. I didn't know anyone personally that was directly affected in the towers but I still feel so so bad for all of those families. I with that the togetherness that we all feel regarding this event would last longer than one day.
Post by Bluedaisy on Sept 11, 2016 21:20:15 GMT -5
I was a freshman in college. Northern Canadian town, so far removed from it but one of my roommates was from the US so we all basically sat with her watching the news all day.
I'm late to the game, but I was sitting in World History and since we are so close to DC we had seniors who worked at the NSA they were told that they weren't going to their internship that day. Our teacher turned on the TV and turned it to the news. We knew something big had happened but didn't realize how big it was. I remember getting home from school and watching everything unfold on TV. I cry every time I watch any of the specials. My aunt lives in Brooklyn but worked in Manhattan and we could get in touch with her for 8 hours to know if she was okay or not.
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