Comments on: Where Were You?

By: Anna

Anna — Sun, 17 Sep 2006 04:04:10 +0000

May youngest daughter was in fourth grade 9/11/01 and in their school they didn’t tell the kids. They didn’t want them getting scared. It was a very scary thing and I pray, too, that it never happens again! Thank you for writing your feelings about that day, Laura!

By: Laura

Laura — Sun, 17 Sep 2006 01:55:35 +0000

I remember how I felt like it was yesterday. I was in my fourth grade class in Lousiana. When our school found out what happend. Practicly EVERY tv in school came on. I covered my mouth and could baerley breath. I was sooooooooooooooo scard I hope nothing like that ever happens again.

By: Anna

Anna — Thu, 14 Sep 2006 15:29:42 +0000

I probably would have been able to deal with the day better if I had been working at the time. As it was I didn’t work outside the home, so the TV stayed on all day and for weeks to come. I was afraid to turn it off for fear something else would happen.

It would be very disconcerting to be greeted so enthusiastically after this terrorist act, Indigo Red.

Thank you for sharing your experience!

By: Indigo Red

Indigo Red — Thu, 14 Sep 2006 14:33:47 +0000

My alarm clock-radio ignites my day at 5:19AM. It worked perfectly 9/11 2001. The soothing voices at NPR’s Morning Edition were just announcing that a small plane had hit the WTC.

I quickly moved from bed to the TV in the livingroom and flipped it on to see smoke rising in increasing billows. Choppers were choppering around the Tower, then departed the growing conflagration.

When the second plane appeared, I thought, like everyone else, it was some kind of observation plane assessing the situation. When that plane insinuated itself into the second Tower, disappearing in a ball of fire, I said aloud to no one, “My god, we’re at war.”

Then I got ready for work and left an hour later. Dispite the murders and deststruction, my life and those of millions of other Americans went on. The reality of the morning hit me when I was greeted over-enthusiastically by the companies only Muslim employee. Suddenly, a man who I had trusted and liked was not so trusted not likeable. And so it remains.

By: Anna

Anna — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 15:47:40 +0000

Thank you, Sarah! I feel the same way about that song. I am so very glad that I became a part of the 2,996 Tribute and I am also very glad I was able to “meet” your family. You are all so wonderful!

By: Sarah Hodsdon

Sarah Hodsdon — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 06:44:49 +0000

I cry everytime I hear this song. Anna your tribute is beautiful. Thank you so much for introducing these two very special souls to my family.

Much Love,

Sarah

By: Anna

Anna — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 19:58:07 +0000

Vic, that sense of loss is still with me. I wonder, still, how we ended up here and will we ever be safe again?

By: GroovyVic

GroovyVic — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 18:46:57 +0000

I was unaware, having had the TV tuned to PBS Kids all morning. I checked my e-mail and my sister wrote that she was keeping the kids in school, and wasn’t this awful?

What was?

I turned on CNN (for some reason I remembered the channel number) but by that time the towers were gone. I called my mom and told her, as she didn’t know either. I remember crying and asking her “Why did this happen?”

I held Son, who was almost two at the time, very close until Husband got home from the dentist. He’s my rock, he never said a word, just called the base to see if they needed him. He couldn’t even get through. I started bawling again because I knew he’d be activated soon and who knew what was going to happen? Where would he go?

I remember getting an “award” from the base because I was the wife of a Guardsman who’d participated in Operation Enduring Freedom. Son got a little book called “My Daddy’s a Guardsman” to help explain why he was going away. I still have that, somewhere.

That day five years ago started a chain of events for all of us.

I remember, most especially, 9/11/02. We were in Antietam and saw Marine One flying over on its way to PA. We drove through Shanksville that day too. I bawled all over again.

By: Anna

Anna — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 13:59:45 +0000

Chris, thank you for sharing your story! I know how panicked I was not being able to reach my husband and he was working for Circuit City at the time, so I can only imagine not being able to reach your Dad when he was working at the Pentagon!

I will not forget and I will pray that we will be successful and defeat those who would kill us and take away our freedom!

By: Anna

Anna — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 13:57:13 +0000

Thanks for the link, Fred!

By: Anna

Anna — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 13:56:47 +0000

Thanks Trish. I think everyone did know what it meant when the second plane hit. I really started to get panicky when the plane hit the Pentagon because I thought “Where will they hit next? Will it be closer?” Then when the plane (Flight 93) went down in PA, I wondered if that could happen in our very neighborhood. Simply for the fact that that plane almost literally went over our house before they changed course back towards Washington DC. It was a horrible, horrible day and one I will never forget as long as I live!

By: Chris

Chris — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 13:03:13 +0000

I was upstairs in my clinic office getting change for the front desk and it was on TV in the waiting room. I watched as the first tower burned…we were all wondering aloud what was going on…we all thought it was some horrible accident, until the second plane hit, then we knew it for what it was. When we heard about the hit on the Pentagon, I frantically was trying to reach my dad (who at the time was working there, he’s retired career Navy now). I couldn’t get through, to him, to my stepmom, my aunt & uncle, no one! Finally, my husband got through to my satepmom and we learned that my dad was at a meeting in another building. It was a horrible few hours of not knowing. Nothing compared to the tragedies of others, but very intense none the less. WE WILL NOT FORGET! NEVER!
We will persevere and win this war, no matter what others (home and abroad) want us to do!

By: TexasFred

TexasFred — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 06:21:32 +0000

Sept. 11th: Personal Afterthoughts…

By: Trish Olsen

Trish Olsen — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 05:09:54 +0000

Like JudyRose, watching some of the coverage today reminded me there have been only three such wrenching moments in my life — events when time literally stood STILL: when Kennedy was shot, the fall of the Challenger & 9/11.
Having just seen my husband off to his work in Los Angeles, I was up early the morning of 9/11/01. Taking a moment to enjoy my first of coffee, I turned on the early AM news (mostly to check the day’s weather) & there it was. The first plane had just gone into the first tower. Chaos. Utter confusion. Immediate (but futile) mental eforts to try & figure it out! How could a pilot make such a mistake? It was a beautiful & clear day in NY… Even the national news commentators were at a loss.
Then, live, the second plane hit the second tower. Instantly, like most everyone else, I KNEW it had to be terrorism! All those innocents plowing into one of America’s most beautiful, iconic structures was completely hideous.
Thank you for these 9/11 lyrics, Anna. I have been visiting many blogspots, today, & it is truly moving how most of you have been honoring the victims. Somehow, I kept visualizing this “cosmic swell” of love & remembrance which has surely reached the Heavens & brought great joy to those that lost their lives that day.

By: Anna

Anna — Tue, 12 Sep 2006 04:43:45 +0000

Thank you for linking with your personal memories, Emile.