3rd grade in Gregory Lincoln education center. Was watching it on tv as it was happening. Neighbor picked up her kid and me. Went on AOL to see what was happening...
Dude what about never forget and 9/11 eagle tear? do tell csb- we did drugs and I was planning to spend the rest of the night pouring candlewax on claire. afterall she was a freak and she was consuming lots of drugs. They were burning her and treating her like a toy.the way things were looking ,they were probably going to run a train on her, but I had to leave because my new girlfriend was having a fight with her brother. she was livign with him and I made the comment to 'stay at my place' I went ahead and went home since I was going to comfort her...she was crying. That next morning I woke up to the radio alarm in spanish saying something about an act of terrorism but I figured the usual obscure act of something in peru or somewhere far off. I didnt leave it on to pay it attention, and got ready for work. on my way to work the lady on the am news was describing the world trade center, and saying that the tower was falling. It was surreal because you could hear in her voice she was not reporting, and was actually semi losing it on the air. got to work, and everyone was huddled around the tv. they said other attacks imminent/in progress. it seemed like some more sh&t was about to go down.. wait they got the pentagon too? holy sh&t these guys are for real. Then they kept cutting to an empty space where the world trade center was supposed to be. then they were talking about the jumpers, and they kept replaying the footage of the towers falling over and over and over. It was just an over and over thing. We had some employees in different places so we started going down the checklist making sure who was, and wasnt in NY or near. Everyone was fine thankfully.. There was even a thread on this very bbs ,although I dont think I checked it then at work.. I cant remember now. I didn't feel like working and almost everyone was up and leaving. It wasnt like we felt any danger although I was in a downtown houston building. It had to be just NY and DC, but We just all knew to leave like this was a special thing and get to your tv to see what the hell has happened. Lots of fog at the time as to who what. it was a crazy feeling. I went to new orleans that same weekend ,and it was weird going around new orleans.. it was the safest one would ever feel in new orleans. had a lot of fun and everyone was really feeling a mellow but really positive vibe. Everyone being extra nice to each other. It was a weird time for me and for the whole mood of everyone and the world. Everyone was being very nice to each other ,and it was nice to see everyone coming together after this major event. It was the only sort of good feeling at the time..or good thing that could have been derived from the time. and oh yeah now the girlfriend that moved in on sept 10 is my wife and I have lived with her ever since. so i can measure my life in before and after 9/11
Congrats! You got to be the first one to be a jerk! Days like this can be cathartic for a lot of people. There is a generation today for whom this day means nothing. I watched the news the other day and there happened to be a 13 year old girl with us and I realized for her 9/11 was nothing. A day in history. That broke my heart. ~3000 people died that day. And thousands have died since in wars. This day still means a lot.
Just want to say that I am watching the news right now and watching these people touch their family member's name on this memorial in NY and cry is heartbreaking.
I can't stand to watch the memorial stuff. It both angers and saddens me. As for myself, I was sitting in my dormroom at UH. After the second plane hit, I had to go to class. I was shocked that my history professor did not cancel class, nor did he even make a mention of what was going on. All the while everyone in class was pretty much ignoring him and trying to find out any updates/news on what was going on in NYC.
7th grade in history class then this obese teacher walks in and tells my teacher the newyork had just been attacked.
6th grade, homeroom. A guy came in and whispered something to my teacher (who was a New Yorker) and his face went white. He told us America was being attacked, then everyone but me got picked up for the day. Thanks mom.
So anybody on here that don't remember that day because they were too young??? I know some of you guys on here are like 18....
I was a freshman in high school. Class didn't start til 8:30. I had just woken up right after the 2nd plane hit, the news was on in the living room. I was still sleepy and had to go to school so at the time i didn't think much of it. But at school, all of my classes had it on TV. Parents were paranoid, and for some reason actually thought Waltrip High School was a possible terrorist target. A lot of kids were getting pulled out of class. and a lot kids were just trying to use it as an excuse to go home early. Teachers just quit trying to have class as usual, so we were able to keep tabs on the events as the day progressed. The towers both collapsed while i was between class. I was transfixed, but didn't really have much of an emotional response at first, but as the day went on, the only emotion i had was anger. First i was mad that the Astros game was postponed, as we were in a pennant chase, i soon gained perspective though. But then i found anger growing over the act. Someone attacked us, the USA, and it pissed me off. No day in my life have I ever recalled quite as vividly as I do that one, and it's been 10 years already.
Senior Year in High school. First period was a computer class just before the bell rang I saw on Yahoo that a plane had hit the WTC. Than went on to the field trip but half way there the bus turned around and we learned of everything that happened when we got back..
Philadelphia. College senior. Woke up as first plane hit. Watched for a couple hours, went to one class, the rest were cancelled, then watched with friends rest of day. Sad day. Memorial was sad to watch, but it really is beautiful and moving tribute.
I dunno how old you are but What does Dec 7th mean to you or anyone under 50? Are you breaking that generation's heart I say that to say this. . . it is not SAD that it means nothing because. . . history does not have the emotional context for most people who did not live through it. Let's not be harsh on the little ones that were too young to understand I was sleeping when I started getting calls to watch. It was crazy and insane. I wondered how it happened? I wondered what would happen next. I can honestly say i never felt endangered. Some odd reason it happening to Houston did not occur to me until many news reports about it happening in Houston . . days Later. It was a tragedy. We mourn it every year. Unfortunately . . I doubt we will mourn it like this in 50 yrs. How is your life different? What changed for you? I think the best way to celebrate is to learn and be better for it. Make them proud so to speak. Rocket River
I was getting ready for my Brit Lit class at Baylor. The first plane had already crashed, and my roommate and I thought it was an accident. I went to the sink to shave, and I positioned the mirror to reflect the TV new broadcast as I was shaving. I saw when the 2nd plane hit, and I cut myself deep on my lip with the razor blade. To this day, that cut left a scar on my lip. I will never forget that day as long as I live....
I didn't give the kid a hard time. I think you misunderstood what I said. It's not her fault the day doesn't mean anything to her, but that doesn't mean it didn't sting when I realized it. And yes, go ask a WWII vet if it stings them that Dec 7th means nothing to Americans today.
downtown Cincinnati, Ohio in an office building. I left the office and went back to the hotel where I was staying -- the Westin. Then got stuck there due to the lack of flights.
I was walking between 1st period and homeroom (homeroom was between 1st and 2nd period). I walked by a TV in the main lobby of our school, and CNN was on. I wasn't sure what had happened, since I couldn't stop and just watch, since I didn't want to be late. I went to homeroom unsure if it was a new bomb attack, or focusing on the 1993 bomb. We were held in homeroom for a while while everyone wondered what was going on, and the school ultimately told us what was going on.
I had just walked into 2nd period of physical science class, 9th grade, towards the end of break. The small television was on and I watched the second plane crash into the second tower. They shut the televisions off soon thereafter. I told my mother yesterday that this is the event that I remember. The previous generation remembers Pearl Harbor while I hold no feelings or emotions towards it. To me it is a horrible date in history but I've no attachment. 9/11 is our attachment, it is the hurt in our American heart. But one day it will just be another day in history...When I'm far older I will remember this day and my grandchildren and even my children will not fully understand why it makes me cry.
I was working from home, as there was a big Compaq meeting scheduled to happen at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion in The Woodlands where Capellas was supposed to explain the acquisition by HP that was announced earlier that week. The director I reported to even scheduled a team lunch that was supposed to follow the meeting. Of course, neither happened. My home office connects to my master bedroom via a door and through it I heard the TV with the early news casts. I saw the entire day unfold. I even texted people in the office, since many did see or hear the news yet.
