Where Were You On 9/11?

I was on the computer reading a forum similar to SF - same appearance, different topics. A message was posted with an "oh my god" sort of title almost immediately after the first impact. Spent the rest of the day monitoring the news.
That's how it was for me. There were so many posts being made in the forum that it was impossible to keep up, even if you didn't stop to respond to anyone. I was at home, and just got out of bed (mountain time), and both crashes had already happened.
 

We were picking up a weeping mulberry tree from a nursery that was so big it needed a fork truck to put it in our trailer. When we got home we broke a wheelbarrow trying to move it to our front garden. We argued, went in the house and turned on the tv😱😱😱
 
I can't recall it was such a shock and so devastating, I remember watching it on the news for days and feeling such doom and helplessness as I wanted to help those people so much.It is a feeling I have never felt since and hope to never feel again. I still think of the all the innocent people and their families that had to go through 9/11.
 

I was at work and all supervisors were called to the break room where a tv was turned on. A decision was made to close the office. We went back to our groups and told them what had happened and sent everyone home. It was quiet on the roads. No panic or speeding, just quiet. I went to where my daughter worked. She was the manager and was still there alone. I stayed with her until she could go home.

(Didn't realize this was an old post. The feelings are still fresh, as if they happened yesterday.)
 
I was working in Toronto for a local delivery company, doing drops of large cans of printing ink at various locations. AM 1010 ran a FLASH message at a few minutes after nine AM. BY 930, the Toronto Fire Department and the Toronto Police Service had both made TV and radio announcements that any of their members who were on "days off " could head to NYC, to help. Dozens of ordinary Canadians did the same thing, driving to the border, and into NYC, or New Jersey.

Taylor Parnaby, the AM 1010 news director got in his car in Toronto, and drove to NYC. When the FAA closed the US airspace to ALL FLIGHTS, the aircraft that were coming from Europe to the USA, were ordered diverted to 19 Canadian airports. About 37,000 passengers on those flights landed in Canada, instead of the USA. I continued to listen to the radio in my van, all through the day. JimB.
 
The day before I flew from Newark Airport to Portland Maine on business. the flight (small plane) went up the Hudson River at
almost at eye level with the towers. The next day (9/11) I watched on TV with coworkers in horror. Business then closed.

I could not fly back home as Newark Airport was closed so I rented a car. A few days later I drove the rental to the airport to pick
up my car. From Newark airport you could see vast smoke where the towers once stood. As I was driving home on the interstate
I saw a massive convoy of trucks, cranes, steel workers headed into NYC. They had a banner that read "World Trade Center or Bust".
I was never more proud of America.
 
I was in my office at work and had just got up to go get a cup of coffee. I walked into our cafeteria and the large screen TV was on. Many of our staff had already come into the room. The picture, when I went in, showed one of the towers burning and they still did not realize this was on purpose. They were talking about it as some weird accident.

While I was watching the second plane appeared and we watched it hit the second tower. At that moment I realize that this was an attack on the country. I was shocked and angry at the same time! I recall thinking, Oh God those poor people (passengers) on the plane and in the buildings...
 
I was recovering from spinal surgery, watching "Today". They said a plane crashed into the building. I assumed it was a small one engine plane. I called my soon to be ex, since we both lived in NYC. We were watching smoke coming out of the first building when the other plane hit. Instead of a small plane, it looked like a huge metal plane??????
About a day later, we drove to the Jersey side of the bay to see the remains. It's hard to describe the smell of the burning buildings. You could smell the burnt wires, concrete, and paper. It was a chemical soup.
 
I was working in my office. My secretary came in bringing some papers I needed and she asked if I was aware that there was an attack at the World Trade Center. I followed her into the large work area where most everyone was gathered around a little b/w tv showing the situation. I watched for a bit then went back to my office and listened to the news on the radio and finished the work I had to get done.

I left at lunch and took the rest of the week off and was glued to the tv most all of that time. When I made the turn onto my street I will never forget the sight of many US flags waving that my neighbors were displaying (the flags were not there earlier). Brought a tear to my eyes.
 
I was at work.
At the time, my sister lived in N.Y., and wherever she was located in the city , she had ran in her high heels as close as she could to the sight. Cause that's what she does. :rolleyes:

From that day forward my mother begged her come home. She was worried about further attacks, and bombs on the subway.
She did eventually..
 
I recall vividly where I was and what I was doing. What bothered me, was the fact that my son was standing on the banks of the Hudson River, Jersey side, telling me, blow-by-blow, what he was watching. Meanwhile, I am yelling at him to get over to Liz Claiborne's where he worked to get inside since we really did not know what was coming down. I lived 20 miles west of Ground Zero, so figured I was safe. Terrible day.
 
I was newly married... just a couple of months. We were driving back from somewhere up country and driving through the very quiet country lanes , and we had a call from my daughter.. The signal on the phones wasn't great out there in the middle of nowhere and she was telling us something about planes crashing...

we immediately looked up to the sky where we were thinking she means something here in the UK...so we turned on the Radio.. and heard it all there. However the true horrifying picture of it all didn't hit home until we got back and watched it all unfold on the news...
 
I was in my office and on the roof of the Hunts Point Produce Market about 8 miles north of the Towers. The first tower was struck and the internet crapped out which was when I made my way to the roof. It was a crystal clear blue sky, an Idaho sky if you will.

Tuesday night there was supposed to be an Idaho Potato Commission dinner at windows on the world, a restaurant at the top of one of the towers. I had personally picked out 200 lbs of Idaho potatoes and had them delivered there on the Thursday prior.

And my wife had taken a flight from JFK to SFO on Sunday, the day prior to 9/11, the same cross country flights that were targeted the next day leaving me w a 3 yo at home to explain why her mommy wasn't coming home anytime soon.

The heroism and sacrifice displayed that day was other worldly. NY'ers have a lot to be proud of that day and all through the recovery. As an aside that's another time NYC was considered dead and buried. Everyone left the city in droves only to move right back. We came back stronger than ever though.
 
It was early morning, DH was working up north 2 weeks in and 2 weeks out. So that morning I got up and turned on the TV, to watch the news as I did every morning when I was alone. They were showing pictures of a "small plane " that flew into one of the world trade buildings. As I stood there watching another plane flew into another building, I immediately knew it meant war! Then more standing there and the buildings began falling.

The newscaster had said something like fifty thousand people worked in those buildings and I was horrified, it actually came as a relief that "only" 3000 people died not fifty thousand! When DH called that night and I told him what had happened, he wanted to know how much was left of the trade center was left, and couldn't wrap his head around nothing left, at least not until he got home days later and saw for himself what had happened.

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Although I spent 15 years in New York City, I was actually in central New York State working in a nursing home, watching it on a large screen TV in the resident's Activities Room.
 
A very sad anniversary to remember…….9 /11.
I remember where I was, what I was doing, and how scared I became.
I visit this horrific tragedy every year……not so I won’t forget…..because I will never forget that day that the world stopped turning.
I feel l need to stay connected……to appreciate the calmness of life, and pray that we will never have to be fronted with anything like 9/11 again.
I know, there are no guarantees.
Feeling for those who lost their lives in the twin towers, the fright of helplessness, those rescue heros, both human and canine, all the innocent that had no idea that their life would end on that day.
PLEASE…….don’t forget.1952DDAE-2545-4455-847E-C9AB25891355.jpeg
 


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