I was sick so I stayed at my grandma's that day. I tried to sleep but I couldn't. Then around 8:45 or so, we get a call to turn on the tv. We see the trade center building on fire but we didn't think anything of it at the time. Then the second plane crashed and we knew it was a terrorist attack. Then, we hear news of the plane in Pennsylvania and the Pentagon. I was never really scared but I knew the US would never be the same again.
I went to work, got stuck in traffic. The radio started to talk about the incident and I just wanted to listen to music. Then all the stations were talking about what was going on. I got close to work and figured out what had happened then turned around to go home. Spent the rest of the day watching news with my wife and trying to reach people in NYC.
I was a senior high school. Didn't feel like going to school that day so told my mom I was sick in the morning. Woke up around 9:15 and watched the tv the rest of the day, wondering how I could get a hold of my dad who was in Tulsa on business.
I was 6, so they told my teacher, but not us. I remember a lot of kids left. My friend came in late that day and saw the first plane hit. He told us about it(about as well as a 7 year old could), but the teacher disregarded it.
I was at work doing my lesson plans ...When I heard screaming across the hall ....Went to see what it was...Ending up watching the news with my students(9th graders) the day!!!!... I can see the concern even in their eyes
I was at work when the first plane hit and someone said a plane had hit one of the towers. I just thought it was a sad/freakish accident. Then later when I heard the 2nd plane hit, I knew it had to be terrorists. A couple of hours later, we went and bought a small tv so we could all watch what was going on at work. One of my co-workers was a former Navy Seal. The guy barely even flinched. He showed hardly any emotion. Interesting guy and crazy day.
Was in 6th grade. I remember my mom waking me up for school and telling me that a plane hit the WTC, at that point it was only on plane and everyone was satin that it was an accident. Did not think much of it at the time. Went to school, the day almost ended when our principal came on and had a speech about how today was a tragic day. I did not even realize that it was a terrorist attack until that point.
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I was at home, sleeping. My mother woke me up at around 8:30 and told me something like another Pearl Harbor was happening. I turned on the TV and saw the towers burning, they had already both fallen while I was sleeping. I remember everything about that day vividly, I remember the sadness on the faces of everyone. Then the resolve, something you rarely see these days. Kind of gave me a lot of hope when it happened, reminded me why I was proud to be American. My life has changed drastically since those days. My mindset and belief structure did a complete 180 somewhere along the way. But I do remember those sacred times afterward.
I was in my apt. waiting for the cable guy. My brother called me and asked what was happening. He told me someone had hit the world trade center with a plane. I turned it on and watched the second plane fly into it. Then I talked with him a minute and went outside to watch the aftermath. It was insane. Our whole neighborhood watched what was happening. Then watched as people who'd been down there started coming back home. I'll never forget a guy in a suit covered completely in ash, walking back with like he was in a trance with a dazed look on his face. I couldn't imagine what he'd been through.
history class, sophomore year in high school. Our teacher had a tv in the room so we rigged it to watch the news. We got to see the first plane crash into the building, and then we saw the second one live as well. crazy.
It's hard to forget that day and the year afterwards, and I really want to. The 10th anniversary just opens up old wounds and is really depressing. I wish I didn't have to see so many reminders everywhere and all the time this past week. Today I am staying inside and avoiding the TV. I'll be much happier when tomorrow comes. I feel sorry for the victims and I knew more than a handful. But I don't want to remember that day nor relive it.
That day was my PhD candidacy exam day. I felt sad that the professors were talking about an "aircraft accident" over my thesis during the exam.
This was the original initial thread on ClutchFans the day of the attack as reports came in. http://bbs.clutchfans.net/showthread.php?t=21805 What I remember about that day was the CF community looking out for the NYC members.... mc mark comes to mind, since he worked for a company that had employees in the tower. http://bbs.clutchfans.net/showthread.php?t=21879 As for me personally, I was working for a software company in Austin and had worked late into the previous night, so I wasn't coming in until 10 or so the next morning. My wife woke me up urgently when she turned on the TV and saw the news, telling me the "World Trade Center" was hit by planes. I was born in NYC and visited often as a child, but I was half asleep so I heard "Trade" and had the NY Stock Exchange building in my head. I came out to the TV and saw one tower standing and smoke everywhere. I just couldn't believe it. It was just shock. Driving in to work the news radio guys were estimating the number dead at 10,000+ and it was hard to comprehend. TV's were set up at work... people were crying. I remember when CNN or one of those stations replayed the coverage of the second plane hitting in the background as they were talking. I still can't imagine seeing that live. Every hour or so a new video would come in of the second plane hitting. It was impossible to work that day... we all went home by noon or so to be with our families. It's been said many times, but it's very, very true -- the whole world was changed by that tragedy. Things were never the same.
Was still in college back then, had afternoon classes that day and was staying at home. Woke up t find my mom in the living room watching the news about a "plane hitting the world trade center". So we ended up watching the second plane hit live. Rest of the day is kind of a blur. Still had classes, remember driving to school listening to the radio, the towers falling while I was on the road. Some professors trying to get their classes to pay attention, people huddled around small TVs around campus. I didn't want to be there, didn't think any of us should be. Such a sad day.
Sophomore year high school Went to lunch and the one TV we had in the cafeteria was on, by that time the 2nd plane had already hit and we were just watching the towers on fire After lunch, I had US history but we pretty much just watched the news instead School also offered consoling services and allowed anyone who wished to to go home
FIFY. There were full grown adults doing the same thing in the days following 9-11. While we remember the feelings of solidarity and unity in those dark days, we would be disingenuous if we didn't also acknowledge the misguided hatred and fear that permeated much of the discourse. I was working at a major computer company in Round Rock (hint: rhymes with "Hell") when the first plane hit the north tower. Thought it must be a horrible accident, and I was checking CNN.com (no TVs around) for updates about it. Then, the south tower was hit. Suddenly, CNN.com was down, usatoday.com was down...I ended up getting most of my updates from SkyNews. Someone found a TV, and rolled it into the break room. We gathered together and watched in silent, stunned disbelief as the towers fell.
