I was in our Saw building telling the sawyers what order I wanted them to cut materials when I heard it over the radio. We all stopped and I was dumbfounded..
Horrible day.
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So what were you doing when you first heard of the attack in 2001? I was in my office and someone said omg a plane crashed into the world trade center and we turned the tv on and started watching. It was an odd feeling to watch such devastation which turned to anger as the information started rolling in. Anger turned to sadness and then a feeling of unity as Americans.
I remember for weeks maybe months, a feeling of unity among strangers was felt. I was hoping it would last and I wondered how long before the naysayers started on the blame game. It didn't take long before it became a political issue of left blaming right and then conspiracy crap. Bottom line was innocent people lost their lives and I for one was happy we went on attack. I just wish we would have dropped a few nukes on the towel heads and saved some American soldiers lives.
I was in our Saw building telling the sawyers what order I wanted them to cut materials when I heard it over the radio. We all stopped and I was dumbfounded..
Horrible day.
National City building 20th floor....downtown Louisville, KY.
It is a scary thing being in a building like that and being on a direct UPS route.......There was no evac of the building, but man oh man, watching those UPS planes come in until they closed the airspace was freaky.....really freaky.
For years after, the route directly above my building would give me the creeps when planes would fly overhead....especially during rush like Christmas.
I'm now in a different building....but I still think about that day.
Later,
Geo
Driving to court when my mom called and told me. Heard about the second plane and thought it was a mistake, no way that could have been an accurate news story.
I was at school. The teachers told us what happened and turned on the tv's until they started showing people jumping from the windows. They turned it off and wouldn't let us watch any of it after that....
I was at work glued to PBS radio.
Out on the farm I live on a high hill with a 360 deg. view. It was erie that all air traffic stopped. I was so used to seeing planes in the night sky. It made you feel as if you were isolated or cut off from the world.
On 9/12/2001 I got up at 5:30 am and I was having my coffee on the porch before going to work. The day was crystal clear and this time of year, just as that year, the humidity was about 0%. The visability was tremendous. As I was having my coffee I noticed a plume of blake smoke in the northeast sky that rose to what I could guess was the stratosphere then panned out at the top. I realized that this was the smoke form the World Trade Centers over 600 miles away. I got my wife and we both looked at the smoke. It was visable most of 9/12 and disapated 9/13.
Bin Laden got his due, unmarked grave at the bottom of the deep blue sea. A coward hiding in a hole for 10 years.
It did take a strong conviction to authorize going into Pakistan without their knowledge, with good, but not certain informationn that Bin Laden was there and to carry out a mission that was long over due. I don't think it could or would have been done any other way. Pakistan was protecting that POS.
Bless the 2000 souls of 9/11/2001.
I was on Grand Cayman Island working on a server and network, when my contact came in and told me a plane had crashed into one of the WTC towers. I thought maybe it was some kind of small plane accident, but he said no you gotta see this. We went across the street to a bar where they had a TV. I watched the second plane hit, and the buildings collapse, my jaw hanging open.
I was overwhelmed with disbelief and rage. Forgot the work, and went back to the hotel. They drive on the left side of the road there, and I almost wrecked on the way.
No calls could get to or from the US, the circuits were completely tied up. I sat in the room and called my wife every few minutes. Busy every time. Called work, friends, and family. Busy. I watched news coverage, and stewed till that night.
Around 8, I walked down the street to a restaurant/bar and started drinking beer with this gigantic Aussie dude I met there. A few beers on an empty stomach later I noticed this table with 4 middle eastern looking guys having a good old time.
Every time they'd laugh it grated on my nerves. In my state I decided they were laughing about the attack. Especially after watching Arabs openly celebrating on the news. My new Australian bud was still talking, but I stopped hearing.
I headed for their table with the intent of piling in there and busting some heads. Never mind those guys had done nothing to me, and I'd prolly get myself hurt then put in jail. It was all boiling over.
I was a few feet from the table, full beer bottle by the neck. They'd stopped talking and were looking up at me. The big old Aussie came up, pinned me from behind, and dragged my dumb ass outside. There's a good mate, don't think you need to be here anymore he told me as he turned me loose. Shove off and I'll see to your tab.
I'm de-laminating brother, bent up bad, I told him. Roit mate s'okay, time for you to bugger off he says. Dude was easy 6 and 1/2, 3 C notes, close cut hair, and hard brown eyes. I looked at the door and he shook his head, eyes narrowed.
I thanked him and tried to give him money for the bar tab. He wouldn't take it. Where ever in the world that guys is right now, I owe him one for damned sure.
No flights, everything was grounded, so I spent the next couple of days fishing off some rocks on a low traffic part of the island in between attempts to call my wife.
I've traveled out of the country many times, but when I finally made it back from that trip I was never so glad to touch US soil.
Burn in hell Bin Laden.
I love Aussies, always have. Thank you, Equine of Beelzebub.
I was in a Microsoft class at RETS. One of the guys in the class was surfing the web instead of paying attention, and he piped up that a plane had just crashed into the WTC. I remember that it had been in the news not too long before, there had been one or two accidental small-plane v. skyscraper crashes, and I assumed this was just another one. The instructor just kept on going, and seemed a little annoyed that the guy had said anything, until he said that another one had hit. That was the end of that class. We had a cookout at the school a few days later, I think it was 4 days, and I remember it was the first time we saw a couple planes overhead since the attack. On an unrelated note, I saw a documentary recently about "ConAir," where they fly inmates here and there, and they said that was one of the few flights allowed to continue in the days immediately after 9/11.
I was at work, writing a report. Office manager stepped into our office and said she had just heard on the radio that a plane had crashed into the WTC. We turned on the radio and listened as the second plane hit. Pretty much stunned after that. Checking the online news sources most of the rest of the day for more details. Parents were in Alberta Canada getting a flight back to DC at the time. Needless to say, it was several days before they got a flight back.
Andrew
I was at work also, and heard it over the radio. a sad feeling came over me. and I remember saying a prayer for everyone involved. and I'm glad they got the man responsible for the attack. I sure wouldn't want to be in his shoes, on Judgement Day.
I was down stream of goose creek on the cumberland river when two guys in a boat heading up river stopped and told me some of what happened. The day before my son who lives in atlanta called and said he would be at a trade show at the javits center that day and the next. I couldn't reach him by cell, niether could his wife. He called late that night, from virginia, he was driving his rental car, cause all flights were suspended. Javits center was where they took the bodys and injuries.
