Where were you on 9-11?

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I wrote felt led to write this and post it on the internet on September 10th, 2001!

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I was at college - I had class straight through from 8 til 11:15 on Tuesday mornings. I never turn on the t.v. in the mornings, because my roommate was usually still sleeping, and I'm usually in too big a hurry to watch t.v. anyway. I doubt anyone in my first class knew what had happened. I don't think anyone in my next class knew either. When I went to my third class, the professor told us a story about how one day, years ago, he had finished teaching a class, and then gone to his office and heard that JFK had been assassinated, and compared his feelings from that day to what he was feeling at that moment. At first I just thought he was being his normal self, rattling on about something, but then he started using phrases like "today's awful tragedy," so then I thought something had happened to President Bush. I seriously had no idea what was happening. As we left class, my friend Alexis said to me "isn't it awful?" and I just said "yeah, it's horrible," pretending I knew exactly what she was talking about, even though I didn't have a clue. I went back to my dorm room, where the door was open (we always close it if we're not there) and the t.v. was on (which was weird for the middle of the day). That was when actually found out what happened. I just sat for probably 15 minutes staring at the screen, trying to comprehend everything they were showing. It took me forever to reach my family by phone - my sister's office had been evacuated (at that time, they were worried about state capitals being attacked, and my sister works in a building just a couple blocks from ours), and my parents were on the phone with her and with each other. I spent over two hours that night talking to one of my closest friends from home on MSN (we do that instead of calling most of the time anyway to save money) about everything that had happened and what might happen. It was the first time I really, really hated being away at school and wanted more than anything to come home.

I was sleeping since it was VERY early in the morning CA time.
Next thing I know, my father is saying something like "they bombed the World Trade Center." I thought he was watching an old news show from 1993 or that he was telling some sort of sick joke.
I tried to go back to sleep but he insisted that someone had bombed the Pentagon also. Then I finally got it through my sleepy brain what was going on.
I dressed and for the rest of the day helped coordinate a grassroots prayer effort at my church with some others from the church, that was for the next 10 hours or so.
I don't ever think i will forget that day

on the computer checking my email after being at a diner all night.

Where was I on 9-11?

Well, lately I had been feeling physically ill, like I had to vomit every day during the whole month of September. It was about the time the first plane crashed that I started to feel nausea again. I remember because I looked at my watch. I think it had something to do with my Synthroid interacting with my antidepressants.

Anyway, I was in perception class (psyc 310). It's an 8 am class (yuck) . It lets out at 9:15. After class, I made a left out the classroom and another left out the front door of the building. As I was almost out the front door, if I remember correctly, some girl either looked worried, upset, or was crying. She was standing by a pile of the school's newspaper, 'The Diamondback'. Not really feeling well and being tired, I just walked on, baffled.

I drove back to my apartment in Calverton, Maryland. I was riding the elevator up and chatting with a middle-age woman about how the building's elevators suck, and that they sometimes stopped but were not level with the floors (like, the elevator was about 4 inches higher up than it should be). Then she said something like, "At least you're not in New York. A plane crashed into the World Trade Center!" She looked a bit excited (not happy), probably because she figured that she was the first to tell me about it.

I watched the tv, and I saw footage of a plane going into the Pentagon. I think when I was driving home from class when the 2nd one hit the other WTC building. I remember the newscasters saying that "The World Trade Center is no more." And "This is a historic day."

It was exciting, sad, and scary. I took pictures of the television screen, and I still have them (I have a digital camera, so I can afford it).

My father called me from work and said something like, "There's a lot going on today; I'd like you to stay right where you are." I think he was concerned about the traffic, since there was probably an exodus from DC.

I wanted to leave, because if the terrorists had nuclear weapons and they wanted to hit DC, Calverton was really not that far. Besides that, I was (still am) in the highrise (8 stories) on the 7th floor of my building. It's not high compared to other buildings, but I didn't want to be there! So I stayed the night in my apartment, then packed and went home (I was homesick anyway). I remember a tow truck nearly rear-ending me on I-95 North. I had to pull to the other lane to let him by, the jerk wasn't stopping! My guess was that he wanted to get as far away from DC as possible.

Fortunately, I didn't know anyone personally who was a witness to the bombings. I didn't lose anyone (Thank God) . My uncle was down the street from the Pentagon when it happened. He works for the Navy. My father said he was very angry.

I heard through the grapevine that there was a girl at my university whose mother worked at the Pentagon, and her father was in NYC. Don't know what became of them.

Sadly, around September 24th, our campus had a tornado. I SAW it on Route 1 through the doors of a Pizza Hut. If I hadn't stopped at Pizza Hut, I could have been in the midst of the tornado. One of the pizza delivery guys, Angel, said he thought he was going to die and was repenting of his sins (I don't think he meant it, I didn't see any change in him). It was on the route I usually took to get back home. Two girls, sisters, died in that tornado on our campus (University of Maryland, College Park).

And that's "all" I remember! What a terrible moment in our history. God bless America.

I was at the home of a disabled student doing his schooling following a surgery he had. His family doesnt' have TV, but his Dad caught some of it off of the radio. He told me what was going on, I didn't realize the magnatude of what was going on until the speech therapist showed up right after dinner, and she'd seen the TV pic and reports. I think we were all in shock then....and in the back of my mind thinking its not time for the good Lords return, there is still a 7 year tribulations, ect ect ect......It really shakes ones faith, knowledge doestn' it. And those hurt, and thost that died, maybe still alive in the rubble....I really prayed that they were ready...what of the pilots who did this horrible act HOW coud they be so against Christians, was it against the USA because its considered a CHristian nation, or against America what is the deal. LOTS of stuff went thru my mind for the first few days. Good and bad I might add.
musicllover

I was at my desk one of the techs came in and said a plane hit the WTC I said yah right and he said change over to the news station on the radio.Sure enuff they were talking about it so we turned on our TV and watched the second plane hit I went back to my desk and called a friend and while I was talking to him the third plane hit the pentagon.Right then and there my friend and I knew we were at War. We went back to the TV and watched the first tower drop and I think everyone of us stated crying. My Father is Ex special forces and I know alot of those guys and know how things work and all I can say is that it is not over yet I am the only one in my neighborhood who still puts out his flags every day wake up people we are at WAR and I will never foget this Tragedy ever!!! please keep all of our military in your prayers

I was in the kitchen teaching the girls (we homeschool) and it was well after everything had happened before I had a clue what was going on. We had plans for friends to come over and BBQ that afternoon...they went ahead and came over we cooked and camped out in front of the tv. I do think about it but not near as much as I used to.

I vividly remember that morning. It was my birthday so I was actually enjoying myself and getting ready for school. I was actually about to leave when my uncle called and talked to my mom. I could tell by her face that something was wrong and I was afraid that something had happened to a relative. When she hung up she told me what had happened and that America was under attack. I don't think I had ever felt more emotions more vividly than at that moment. I also felt the Holy Spirit in an amazing way and dropped straight to my knees and prayed the Lord's Prayer. I was praying it, but it like even if I had tried not to (can't imagine why I would stop) the prayer would have kept on coming. I stayed home that day with my family as we watched the news and prayed.

Underdogent

That's kinda weird to have it happen on your birthday. Of course, it's out of your control. How do people react when you tell them that?

I turned on the TV after the first plane had hit. I couldn't believe it. I watched as the announcer franticly spoke about what was going on. I then saw the second plane hit. It was crazy. The first one I didn't see but the second one was insane. I went to school still stunned. I talked to my friends about what was going on. Sometimes it feels like I still don't totally understand what happened. It still feels like such a shock.

well I work in a school for special needs children. I was with students and staff in the vocational room. when co-worker came in and told us that a plane crashed into the world trade center. we turned on the radio, to find out that the other tower got hit. Most of the students were not really aware of what was going on (except one of them.) after about 15 minutes the princple of the school told us we would have to evacuate the school and head to a university about a mile and half away. Thsi was where we were supposed to go in an emergency.
we took our student back to class and started to get together their book bag and jackets. We went behind the school waiting to load kids on the school vehicles. There wern't enough vieicles for all the kids so we would have to take some in our personal cars. Just as we were loading the kids in the cars, we were told to stop, because the city police had closed off the road because so many people were heading towards the university (or at least that is the story i got.)
So now we brought all the students around to the side of buliding, we were told that all the school systems (we are a school, were school systems send kids who cannot really fit into a regular public school, so we have children from around a 25 mile radius) would be sending the busses to pick up the kids.
At this time I thought it was rather foolish for us to be outside. I feared of an NBC (nuclear,chemical,biological). Through all this the students were well behaved (most of them really did understand what was happening.)
It was quite sureal, it was a beautiful sunny day all the student were sitting on the grass, eat me the food the caffteria sent out, waiting for busses. While the staff were franticly calling parents of children, making sure someone was home when the busses arrived early.
Many busses arrived late , so by the time the last student left ut was close to normal dismissal time.
It all seem so unreal. I didn't actually see the attacks until I got home. Me and my wife watched it over and over again and cried.

I was running errands for my parents in Los Angeles when I tuned in the 93.9fm The Fish when they were talking about the incident all morning long.

I was like, "where is the music at?"

And soon found out about the terrible tragedy.

Originally posted by psycmajor
Underdogent

That's kinda weird to have it happen on your birthday. Of course, it's out of your control. How do people react when you tell them that?

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Yeah, it was weird. Whenever people hear that, they usually apologize for it or say something along the lines of "dang, that must stink." My feeling is that if it had been any other day it would have been just as bad, if not worse because so few people were actually at work in the towers that day. The day was a tragedy, but also a wake-up call for America militarily and spiritually, and a day of God's deliverance, it could have been much worse.

I had just gotten out of class and was standing in out Student Life office when one of the women who works there told me what had happened. I ran into the school cafeteria in time to see the second plane crash into the tower. It was devestating, and yes I still do think about it.

Until All Have Heard,
RayNay

Originally posted by UnderdogEnt


Yeah, it was weird. Whenever people hear that, they usually apologize for it or say something along the lines of "dang, that must stink." My feeling is that if it had been any other day it would have been just as bad, if not worse because so few people were actually at work in the towers that day. The day was a tragedy, but also a wake-up call for America militarily and spiritually, and a day of God's deliverance, it could have been much worse.

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When I woke up, the first thing I thought was "Oh I should give sam a call" then my wife told me what happened and said that I better get ready for work because they'd be calling me soon. Sorry I never called you Sam

I was at home, sleeping like I always do during the day. Then after I woke up, I looked at our phone to see the caller ID which had 40+ new calls. Most were from my wife who was at work at the time. When I called her, she was in a panic and was crying so bad I could barely understand what she was trying to tell me had happened. She finaly said to just turn on MSNBC, and when I did, I coulnd'nt believe my eyes. I just sat there, trying to take it all in. Then the second plane hit, and like most people I could'nt understand what was going on. Then I realized these planes were intensionaly being flown into the Towers. My wife [who's from NYC]reminded me that her sister is an EMT with the NYCFD out in Long Island, and could've been dispatched to the scene. It was hours before we found out she was kept in reserve, and was never sent to Ground Zero. My brother in-law would also frequent the WTC on business, but was not there on that day. It was a while before we found out where he was at the time of the attack. 9-11 was a day that hit us all very close to home, but we can see how God had his hand on so many people we know and love. We thank him and give him Glory for that.

I got a telephone call from my mother-in-law after the first plane hit, and I was mostly asleep, and I was like "wow, that sounds bad, but I don't see what I'm gonna do about it", so I didn't pay much attention... Until one of the news sites said that a *second* plane had hit.

My employer (Wind River Systems) was really cool; they basically sent out a company-wide email right away saying that everyone was encouraged to take any time they needed to come to terms with this, talk to family, or watch news. No mention of "vacation time", or anything like that; they just said "hey, this is more important". Awesome attitude.

I was driving down the road on my way to a dr. appointment. I heard the broadcasts on the car radio but it didn't make a lot of sense. So when i got to the dr.s the tv was on in the waiting room and I was stunned. I ran to a phone and called my mom and dad and asked them if they saw what was happening. All the people in the waiting room were crying when I came back. They said another plane crashed 30 miles sw of Pittsburgh and I panicked as I live near there. So I went and called my folks again and asked them to get my kids from school. The other patients and i just sat and cried and prayed. I saw alot of the tv reports as the dr was late (he had an emergency C-section to do!) But when I left I went to my parents home and called my hubby who drives a delivery truck. He was on his way home. So I left and went home and put out the flag. It just seemed like the right thing to do. But what was weird was all air traffic had been grounded but my kids and i heard planes overhead!! There were 3 a small one in the middle and 2 bigger ones on either side. I still to this day wonder if it was the President or the vice President!!