I'm sitting here watching a show on NBC about 9/11. It's hard to believe it's been ten years. I know all of us remember where we were that day. Please share your story of where you were when you found out that the twin towers were hit.
I was working for a uniform rental company at the time. I was training a guy that was a 1st Lt in the Army. He had just gotten out. We were driving down US 331 South, heading to Luverne, AL. I had just changed the station on the radio and we heard a report of a plane hitting the first tower. I looked at Matt and told him that didn't sound good. A few minutes later we heard about the second plane. We looked at each other and both said, "we're under attack!".
When we arrived at my first stop, my customers were watching the coverage on tv. We watched with them and then heard about the Pentagon. I looked at Matt and told him to forget training today, we were going to knock that days route out as fast as possible and get back home.
As I type this I can still feel exactly how I felt that day. A mixture of sadness, anger, disbelief, and love for my country.
I will NEVER forget. :cross2: :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
I was in my 9th rade history class at the time. Our teacher said that once we got done with our short lesson that day, he had something to show us on TV. I still remember seeing it then, and getting home that afternoon and watching in shock as the replays were shown.
I was in Detroit working with a team from The Wayne Wesleyan Church and The Romulus Wesleyan Church. We were building a shelter for abused,homeless,women and children.The Ruth Rylander Center. Pastor Chris Stively pulled up and called us to gather round. My heart sank as he relayed the news. I remember we all joined hands and prayed together.I couldnt help but think that if this was my last day on earth,at least I died doing Gods work.
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I was working at a welding/fabrication shop and was welding on some big baskets that they spin copper on and we had the radio on.I was just welding away when my foreman unpluged my welder and said listen to the radio so we got close to the radio and was listen when my foreman said lets go up to the weight room and see if its on t.v. and sure enough it was and when we got there it was showing the first tower falling then we watched the second one.I was in disbelief then i was sad for the familys and then anger set in that somebody would do that. :jesus-cross:
I was at work when my superintendant told me some plane had hit a building in New York. The first words out of my mouth were,''Some towelhead, I bet''. Then he said that he thought that it was just an accident. Then the second one hit. The rest is history. God Bless America! :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
Getting ready for English 101 freshman year of college when I turned on the T.V and saw the second plane hit.
A friend and I were sight fishing reds before work, we had heard it was a plan crash. It wasn't until I got to work that we learned what had happened. :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
God bless America.This country is in hard times, But still the Greatest nation in the world. I will never forget 9/11/01 :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
I was in my 12th grade English class when the principal cam in and told us about it. We put on the tv and watched the coverage of it. They had set up a tv in the cafeteria that we could go watch during our free time. We were all in a state of shock and disbelief. My parents and I had made a trip to NYC that summer for a Yankees game and some sightseeing. I remember walking by the Twin Towers and looking up at them in pure amazement. Hard to believe what happened to them. AMERICANS will prevail :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
I heard it on the radio on my way to my senior year of high school. We still had class all day but every class either watched the coverage or had a discussion about what was going on. I also remember a year later sitting in my college dorm with my roommate cheering as the news showed us lighting them up over there.
I was in the fourth grade doing some assignment. A couple other teachers came into the room and gathered around my teachers computer just staring at it and not saying a word. They didn't tell us at school what happened but as I got home that day my parents set me and my younger brother down in front of the T.V. and tried there best to explain to us as children what had happened and what was going on. I can still remember my dad saying, "Boys, every generation has a moment in history where the nation just stops, something that you will never forget, something that your children will read about in history books one day, and just as I can remember Kennedy being assassinated when I was little you will never forget this day." When I was 10 years old I could never have imagined how right he was.
I can also remember being in church the next Sunday and we always had a point in the service before the sermon when anyone who wanted to sing in front of the church could come to the front of the church and sing. That particular Sunday a gentleman who always sang in the choir came to the front and proceeded to start into the first verse of the Lee Greenwood song "God Bless the U.S.A." As he sang one by one people started rising to their feet. You could hear the sobs of people in every direction. By the time he finished that song every single person was on there feet and there was not one dry eye in the entire church. As soon as the song was over everyone burst into applause and stood in ovation with tears running from there eyes for no less than 5 minutes. It was a powerful and moving thing to see.
I was just pulling up to the school where I was doing my student teaching when I heard about the first plane on a radio talk show. I wasn't quite sure that I had heard it right and dismissed it. As I started teaching my morning classes, the principal came in and walked right up to me and quietly said that a second plane had hit the tower. Without a pause, I said terrorists. We had a tv set up in the library to watch during free time for the older students who could really understand it. I remember walking into a vacant lunchroom and all the high school kids had taken their lunch to the library and were watching more intensely than I had ever seen them before. I also remember driving the 30 miles home after school and seeing the lines of cars at every station, filling up on gas that was jacked up to $4.50 a gallon. Glad I filled up the night before. I was filled with hatred and anger when I got home and watched the replays that night and sadness for those we lost that day.
I was in 1-3 grade I can't remember so probably 1st and the teacher turned on the tv and I just sat their stunned then I went home and my mom told me dady isn't coming home from work until I just don't know. Well my dad got home at 10:30 pm he works for Sikorsky aircraft and he was one if the men that flew up to the towers and was over them. I will never forget that day. But my dad us safe and is home but it was terrifying to a small 6 year old 10 years ago today.
Luke95
I watched the movie untied 93 last week about the plane that was crashed in shanksville and man I was on pins and needles remembering that day.
I was at work in a fcatory in Detroit, I walked by the production office and saw the first tower on fire and thought it was odd that they were watching the first die hard movie, It didnt strike me that it was not a movie at the time and that scene in die hard is at night, about 15 minutes later one of my maintenance staff called me and said we were attacked by terrorist nad then it all hit me. One of the saddest things that struck me was that my grandfather who fought in WWII once told me that all the horrors he had to endure were so that I would never have to see anything like he did in the war, God Rest his soul now but unfortunately all his blood and friends blood didnt protect us from seeing some of those horrors. The only thing that I was thankful for was that my Grandfather was a little to senile to know what was actually happening it would have crushed him.
My prayers go out to you alll young for what happened this day 10 years ago.
God help us all
Leo
I was into bow hunting that year and had slipped off to scout some National forest ,,, while on my way back I heard it on the radio, all I knew to do was to go to the Church and open it up , ( I think it was a Monday) (what ever the day it was not a time to normally open the Church). After a little while people just started showing up and praying , most I knew , some where strangers.
I was in Germany working on my tank in the motorpool when a friend of mine got a call on his cell phone. The next thing I remember, we where signing for weapons and ammo to pull guard duty for the next 30 days. Then, well its been a rollercoaster ever since....that day definitely changed my life forever.
:smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an FREEDOM IS NOT FREE :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an
Malachi 3:12
"And all nations will call you blessed, for you will be a delightful land," says the LORD of hosts.
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hauling eggs in a juncky truck with no radio. Got to the hatchery and they were telling me about it when another guy came running in saying the other tower had been hit. Haven't cried today until I started typing this. I'm hurt just as much when I see that flop eared bastard talking about it as I was then. "GOD BLESS AMERICA"!!!!!! :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an :smiley-patriotic-flagwaver-an. I never served in the military and I don't see how anybody that has can take it. Thanks to all that has
I was doing my UPS route and happend to pass by the front window of Radio Shack , Ill never forget the crowd of shocked folks gathering around and looking at the TVs in the front of the store - At first it reminded me of the event that happened back during WW2 when a bomber plane flew into the Empire state building by accident , right then and there the second plane crashed right into the second tower - and there everyone then realized this was a terrorist attack but who?
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I was in training with the PSP mounted unit, we were prepairing for the WTO that was going to be held in Washington D.C. My unit was activated for security for the crash site of United flight #93. I arrived at the crash site at 1400, my first shift was 29 hours long. What I saw in the next two weeks changed my life forever. I have pic's of the crash scene that the world will never see. Pic's of the weapons the hijackers used and more.
It is hard for me to believe that ten years have passed, to me it is like yesterday.
It seems like yesterday that I was in the meal room of the 4_ pct Detective Squad office in the South Bronx enjoying my first cup of coffee before I got to my cases when I saw the first plane hit on the TV. I thought it was an accident until I saw the second plane in the air. I wanted to grab a vehicle and go downtown because my brother worked in one of the towers, but they wouldn't let any of us go(we wound up going later on that night). They wanted us at the local hospitals debriefing any victims who might have walked in (like we could get any valuable intell from them). I spent the next 7-8 months sifting through the wreckage & debris of the WTC at the Staten Island landfill using a rake & garden hoe looking for evidence and body parts (which I found much of). Even though I worked in one of the most downtrodden, crime-ridden ghettos for my whole 20 years with the NYPD, the WTC evidence recovery, and the things I saw and lifted out of the debris still haunt me. I still remember that smell. One day when I was at the entrance I saw a Falconeer with a bird of his arm. He told me they hired him to chase the seagulls away from the idling dump trucks filled with the debris lined up waiting to enter. Seems the gulls were attracted to the human remains which were mixed in with the wreckage in the back of those trucks. Bad day..
I had just gotten home from a 48 hour shift at the firehouse. I was exhausted and took a nap. My girlfriend called me after the first plane hit. I turned on the TV to watch the coverage. Then the second plane hit. I was wide awake, and watched the disaster unfold.
Today, on the 10 year anniversary of 9-11, I am on duty at my firehouse. My thoughts are of the 343 brothers who made the ultimate sacrifice while saving lives, and of all of our brave soldiers who have given their lives for our country since that day. NEVER forget!!!
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I am a local 1 plumber NYC and I was working on 72nd st and york avenue that day. One of the carpenters was the first to hear it on his radio and said a plane just hit the trade center. I remember saying they will give anybody a pilots license. Then shortly after we hear that the second tower was hit. At that moment I called Friend of mine another forman for my company who I new was working in a hospital in Staten Island that day he had access to the roof with a direct view of down town manhatten. I was on the phone with him when the first tower fell, I could believe what he had just told me. At that point obviosly we are thinking of who we know that would be there ( In the towers and obviosly it was many) Now i new it was time for me and my guys to get out of dodge, so a few of jumped into my truck and actually headed north figuring that south was out of the question as everything was shut down. i managed to get out of the city and into NJ witch was to me a safer place to be. At that time I lived on Staten Island and I figured if i slip all the way around through NJ I could get back Home. mind you at this time cell phones are out and nobody knows where I went or were I am. i managed to get all the way to the outer bridge witch leads to SI and is ten minutes from my home. And that is where i stayed for the next 15 hours on the overpass, all bridges and tunnels into NY were closed. We managed to get some calls out to some people to let them know we were out. But calls were limited. The next day emergency services were allowing a few vehicles at a time to go in and i managed to be one off them. At that point we made it home only to hear of how many people we know who nobody had heard from yet. Then the waiting games began waiting to hear from friend and family. I think If your from here all have friends and family lost that day. I guess its something that none of us will ever forget no matter were we live. Kinda like that Alan Jackson song where were you when the world stopped turning. My story is not much compared to some of my friends and family stories as i do have many NYPD and FDNY family memers and friends. Thanks for listening guys. Hard to believe its been a decade already.