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Remembering September 11, 2001, ten years later (Threads merged)

Discussion in 'Off The Beaten Track' started by UMBS Go Blue, Sep 11, 2011.

  1. VALuvsMKwan

    VALuvsMKwan Wandering Goy

    I was in an information systems planning meeting in one of the meeting rooms of a Sheraton hotel about a mile from my home just outside Richmond, VA - the company's offices were about 5 miles away, but they wanted to have this meeting offsite so that we wouldn't be distracted by office events (ironic indeed).

    We were just getting ready for our second day of planning when someone came into the meeting room and announced that something had hit the first WTC tower. I remember people commenting that this was a very bad joke when the person said that no, the TV news was announcing it.

    We went out to the hotel lobby and several of us watched the news coverage on the hotel lounge's TV - by that time, the second plane had hit the other tower. We all watched for a while in a mixture of shock and horror, trying like everyone else to make sense of what was happening. After what seemed like an hour or so, the rest of the day's meetings were cancelled, and we got word that our company was closing the office for the day.

    I drove the short distance back to my home. When I got home, I found my companion watching the coverage. He had been up very late the night before and was still asleep when everything started. When he turned on the TV upon awakening, he thought at first that he was seeing a very strange TV movie or documentary showing what if we were attacked. With everything else going on, I had forgotten that it was also his birthday.

    Like the rest of the people posting here, what happened that day, whether being literally in the midst of the horror in NYC or at varying distances from it, changed all of our lives in one way or another. This may seem petty or selfish, and I apologize if it does, but the one bright spot on that day was Bob's birthday, but even in following years, it wasn't celebrated without remembering all the losses that occurred in 2001.

    He died 3 years ago this summer, 4 weeks before his 61st birthday. So I remember him and his life today, as well as all the victims and families and friends of those who left us on the 11th of September in 2001.
  2. allezfred

    allezfred Master/Mistress of Sneer Staff Member

    Dame Judi Dench reading "Remember" by Christina Rossetti in London.
  3. purple skates

    purple skates Shadow Dancing

    I was at my desk here in SE Michigan, just checking my email, when Mike Bradley who was then working for WNIC in Detroit came on the air and said thet a small plane had hit the World Trade Center in New York. Now, I didn't really think that much about it - I had vaguely heard of the World Trade Center, but it didn't sound like it was too much of a big thing. Then he came on the radio again, and said that another plane had hit the second tower of the World Trade Center, and that these were large passenger planes, not small planes.

    We all went into the break room and turned on CNN. We watched in disbelief as first one, then the other tower fell. We were horrified hearing about the Pentagon and the plane in Pennsylvania. Working for a goverment, we were concerned about being a target of some sort.

    We decided to close our offices and I went to the elementary school to get my son out of school early. Irrational, I know, but you want people close to you. They wouldn't let me get him out of school, which I remember made me very angry - and under normal conditions I probably would have read them the riot act - but I accepted it and went home. I live across the street from the school.

    So I sat on the couch in my living room by myself and just watched things unfold on the tv. It reminded me of the day when I sat at home (I was in college at the time and doing homework) and watched Oklahoma City unfold. I remember calling my mother in law in Pennsylvania to make sure family there was ok.

    In the days following, I remember days and days of clear blue skies. It has often been bright blue on September 11th in the past ten years, and I'm always kind of glad when it is cloudy like it is here today. I remember the fighter jets zooming over head. I remember trying to give blood and being told I couldn't because I had lived on the UK (because of Mad Cow disease), and the Sheriffs who had gone to New York to help coming back with stories of great bravery and horrible sadness. I remember everyone having one or two American flags on their cars and people wearing American flags on their business clothes for months and months following. I remember a colleague telling us how he was in a hotel in DC and saw a low flying plane pass his hotel window, and then hearing the hit on the Pentagon, and how they had to try to get back home.

    My son, who was six when it happened, says he remembers it. It was interesting in the days following to watch him cope with what had happened. There weren't nightmares or anything, but in the first days there were a lot of drawings of planes flying into buildings. Then he switched to drawing lots of American flags. They were everywhere when he drew. The last one I remember is that he drew a big boot and an American flag and wrote one of the verses from that Toby Keith song (I was tempted to send it to the singer).

    My husband's nephew was in the Navy at the time and of course, there were worries about him. He ended up serving on board in the Persion Gulf, and later in Afghanistan.
  4. IceJunkie

    IceJunkie Well-Known Member

    I was 12 at the time. My dad took me outside around 5 PM that night and told me to look up at the sky. He said there will never be a time in your life that there won't be any planes in the sky. I was young, but I was old enough to understand what was going on.

    At school, I remember coming back from first period PE to history. I walked in with my best friend and my teacher had the television turned on, and there was a picture of the Pentagon. My first thought was that there had a been a bomb threat - then they showed the flames, the smoke, then the WTC. It was a blur that first hour.

    A couple hours on, a friend and I snuck out of class to go watch the news at the library since many of the teachers had been told not to let us watch. We normally would have been kicked out and admonished for skipping, but no one cared, and I think the librarians knew that whatever we were suppose to be learning in our classes was irrelevant that day. I can even remember walking home - I only lived a half-mile away - and the weather was just perfect. It was probably 85 degrees (cool for Texas), sunny, clear and the sun had that distance that is reminiscent of early fall. Both of my parents were already home, which never happened. I opened the door and they were sitting on the couch, just watching the news. We did that the whole night.

    I will never, EVER, forget the moment when a CNN journalist was interviewing a Russian immigrant and her child who lived in an apartment near the WTC. They were in downtown Manhattan, and it was utter chaos. Then there was a huge collapse of whatever was remaining of the North Tower, I think, and all this debris was flying towards them and people were running and screaming. The anchor threw down her microphone and grabbed the woman and screamed "Your baby!" and they ran to reach cover, with the screen being cut off to the CNN station.

    I just know at that point there was no estimate of how many were dead. It was chaos, and no one knew anything. It was so scary, and all I could think of were all of those families and friends at home, trying to call their loved ones, and not knowing....
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  5. skatesindreams

    skatesindreams Well-Known Member

    I had awakened and switched on the television seconds before the first plane struck.
    My mother was already getting ready for work in the other end of the house.
    I hurried to let her know what had happened. We spent the rest of the day watching the horror on television.

    As a young woman, my mother experienced another pivotal day in the World's history:
    As events unfolded, she said that our generation had just experienced it's "Pearl Harbor".
    She was correct.
  6. sk9tingfan

    sk9tingfan Well-Known Member

    I was in my office in Central New Jersey when I heard screams from the operation down the hall. All of the blinds on the windows had been drawn up and there was an unobstructed view of smoke coming out of a hole one of the World Trade Center Towers. It was being reported that a plane had struck it. My first voiced reaction was, "This has got to be terrorism", sparked by the fact that many of the fllights I had taken up to New England from NewarK airport had flown up the Hudson, directly passing the Trade Center. It felt like you could reach out and touch the Towers; no competent pilot could had accidentally flown into them. I then saw a plane go into those towers.

    I then saw a plane make a direct hit with the second tower. I couldn't watch the rest. There were people in my company who watched the towers go down. The sister-in-law of one of my colleagues had been at the Trade Center that mornign for a training course, and since they had no information about her whereabouts, they feared that she was one of the dead. Having gotten to there about an hour early, she decided to go down and get some breakfast elsewhere. As she was crossing the plaza between the two plazas, she was hit by debris from the first impact and knocked unconscious. Since she lost her purse, the hospital to which she was taken could not identify her. When she finally came to about a week later, it was only then that they could figure out who she was.

    I remember those towers going up in the early 70's and being there as a medic at an anti-Viet Nam war demonstration in Wall Street. There was a melee between the construction workers and the demonstrators, the former feeling that the latter group were being anti-patriotic. I also remember people with cracked open bleeding heads being carried down the aisles of Tinrity Church during the noon mass to the sacristy which we were using for a minor surgery.

    Both experiences left me shaken to the core.
  7. allezfred

    allezfred Master/Mistress of Sneer Staff Member

    They've gotten on to the Macs and Mcs. :(
  8. victorskid

    victorskid Skating supporter

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  9. VALuvsMKwan

    VALuvsMKwan Wandering Goy

    To be sure, you'll be hearing some O's as well. RIP to them all.
  10. michiruwater

    michiruwater Well-Known Member

    I was 12, and I most certainly did not fully understand the gravity of the situation.

    I remember, a week later, writing a journal entry for an English class saying that I didn't feel sad. I didn't know any of those people, I didn't quite get what had happened, and I was worried because everyone else was so upset about it and I felt I should be, too. My teacher wrote back that I didn't need to worry about not feeling sad, and that I would understand one day. I'm grateful to her. The thing that upset me most was that I knew something bigger than what I imagined had occurred and that I knew I wasn't grasping it fully, but couldn't see what I was missing.

    Of course, as I grew up, we entered a war that, by then, I knew was wrong and against the wrong faction. And I spent most of my most-formative years watching people died in Iraq for no apparent reason, and growing increasingly angry with my own country for sending all these soldiers off to die and never focusing on OBL, who was the person who masterminded it all in the first place. And feeling confused, still, because all these people on TV told me that feeling that the war was wrong and being angry with America was unpatriotic, and yet I was so sure that it was wrong and that I should be angry.

    Of course, 10 years on, I'm much older. I still feel like I'll never quite grasp the significance of what occurred that day, or in its aftermath - not until I'm much, much older than I am now. Not until it's all over and I can look back on it with a clearer head. I mostly just remember feeling endlessly confused about it all, and hoping we would go back to normal classes soon because I loved to learn. And my parents crying, and feeling alarmed because my dad never cried. And the other kids in school, who also didn't get it, crowing amongst each other, "maybe we'll be next, with all this fresh water in the Great Lakes, we'd be a prime spot for terrorism!" because to so many of us, at that age, it was a game. And the teachers yelling at us for our inability to grasp how many people had died, how horrible it all was, and my schoolmates looking chastened but confessing, in the corners of the room, that they really didn't understand.
  11. AYS

    AYS I'd rather have a pug for my president

    I was working at home and my husband called to tell me to put the tv on. Both towers were burning by then. I with everyone else watched in shocked disbelief as events unfolded that whole day.

    I got through to my dad pretty quickly, who lived about 20 blocks north of the WTC, and made sure he was ok - although his whole area was being showered with smoke and ash. I was also able to ascertain that my cousin, who was with Lehman Bros in a neighboring building, was not in his office or even in NY at the time. A steel girder ended up crashed in through his office window.

    I had just gotten my new puppy on Sunday, Sept 9th, and I spent the whole day holding her on my chest, watching, or just walking around, in complete shock, disbelief, and fear about what was going on in NY and the other sites.

    I grew up in NYC, on the lower east side of Manhattan. But however many times I'd travelled back up to the city over the years, I never failed to get excited at my first glimpse of the WTC from the NJ turnpike. And I still miss it every time. :(
  12. Fergus

    Fergus Well-Known Member

    I'd also like to give a huge THANK YOU to Transport Canada & Nav Canada for "Operation Yellow Ribbon" and to the Canadian people for the selfless hospitality given to the many airline passengers rerouted to their country.

    My uncle's plane landed in Vancouver and he was there for several days. He told us representatives from schools, churches, civic organizations, and even private citizens brought food, blankets, stuffed animals for the kids, and most special of all, hugs and emotional support.
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  13. WindSpirit

    WindSpirit OmnipresentAdmeanistrator

    Thank you for sharing your story, UMBS Go Blue.

    I went to NYC in 1999 and I remember walking past both towers at dusk with a friend of mine and thinking that we didn't have enough time to visit this time, but "Next time I'm in New York I definitely will." I couldn't have known that by that time the towers would no longer exist.

    I was glued to my TV for a week after 9/11 and there was a price to pay for that. That's why I don't watch or read too much about it now. I remember what happened very vividly, I don't need to be reminded.

    I find it sad to see all those snipers on the roofs and the president behind a bulletproof glass. I guess the human race will never cease to amaze me, both in a good way and in a bad way.
  14. Vash01

    Vash01 Fan of Yuzuru, Medvedeva, T&M, Shibs, P&C

    UMBS GoBlue,

    Thanks for sharing your story. I had no idea you had come that close to the disaster location on that fateful day. I am so glad you made it back to your home that day.

    For those of us living thousands of miles away, it seemed almost surreal when we first heard the news/saw it on the the TV screen. I was only semi-employed at that time, having been laid off from work by my previous employer. I was teaching part time at the local university (ASU), and it was my day off, so I was home. When I logged into my computer that morning, I saw a picture of the twin towers with smoke, and thought it was some kind of a movie. Then I went to check my email. My friend in NY had written-" in the light of what happened in NY this morning, it's impossible to talk of anything else." I was shocked...."What happened?" I rushed to turn on the TV. I was glued to the TV the next several days, except when I was at my part time job.

    From thousands of miles away I could still feel the horror and the pain of those who had suffered losses of life or of family members. This is a day we will never forget because it changed the way we think of our lives in the USA and in the world.

    Wishing peace to the world. May this madness end forever.
  15. Marge_Simpson

    Marge_Simpson Well-Known Member

    I live in Yonkers. I was woken up that morning by the sound of sirens - my apartment building is right near a highway. I didn't put the TV on, I guessed that there was some big traffic accident on the highway and that was why I was hearing all the emergency vehicles.
    I went online and immediately saw what was going on. I turned on my TV just as the secong tower collapsed.
    My best friend worked in the WTC. I tried to call her but the phones weren't working.
    I had to get out of my apartment. I work in a hospital laboratory and normally work the evening shift. But I knew I had to get to work. I threw some clothes on and ran outside to catch the bus. The bus was nowhere in sight, but I couldn't stand still and wait for it. I started walking the mile and a half, but I ended up running most of the way. I have to walk right alongside the higway and I was freaking out, because there were no cars, only emergency vehicles. Some as far away as Connecticut and New Hampshire.
    When I got to the hospital a disaster code had been declared. All scheduled surgery had been cancelled and all the outpatient clinics closed. We aren't in Manhattan and aren't a trauma center, so we didn't expect to get any victims.
    Instead we were sending medical staff and supplies downtown, in ambulances.
    The laboratory staff who weren't helping load supplies didn't have much to do.
    The blood bank director came to us and said there were dozens of people from the community in the lobby, asking about donating blood, what did we think about setting up a donor station down there?
    We were all for it. We spent the rest on the day collecting blood...I think we got over 100 units. We didn't know then that all of those units would end up being discarded because nobody needed them.
  16. skatesindreams

    skatesindreams Well-Known Member

    I felt so sad for the many medical personnel who prepared to treat casualties that never arrived.
  17. lmarie086

    lmarie086 missing my cat :(

    I was 11 on 9/11 ten years ago, and my 6th grade history class was planning a trip to Ellis Island later on in September. We never got to go.

    I wasn't really aware of the WTC; none of my family members worked there, or any of my friends' family either. I knew they existed, but I just had a vague idea of them. So it was very confusing when my science class was interrupted by a surprise fire drill. We stood outside for at least an hour, and the faculty all just kept telling the students to stay calm. Not easy to do when you see your teachers trying to hide the fact that they were crying.

    It was another hour even after we went back outside before our principal came on the student news channel to tell us about the attacks. He also explained that because of our proximity to Millstone, a nuclear power plant, that the fire drill had been necessary in case we needed to evacuate. We are also very close to Electric Boat (which is where my Dad works, in southeastern CT), a division of the General Dynamics company that design and builds nuclear submarines for the navy. With how many attacks had happened that morning, they didn't know what was going to happen next.

    We were dismissed early, and when I got home it became a little more real. My mom was sobbing when my brother and I walked in the door. Her dad had passed away the year before, and early that morning she had watched a video of my cousins' wedding from 10 years ago, so she could see him again. Once the video was over, she turned to the news and the North Tower collapsing was the first thing she saw. She still can't watch that video, she always says in her mind it's connected to the attacks now, and she can't break that. It was a few hours before we could get in touch with my Dad to make sure he was alright and that Electric Boat wasn't going to be hit.

    I pray for the day when we don't have to live in fear anymore, and wars aren't thought to be necessary. My thoughts are with everyone who lost loved ones that day, and hopefully this day can remind us to put aside our differences and work together for a better, safe future.
  18. Vash01

    Vash01 Fan of Yuzuru, Medvedeva, T&M, Shibs, P&C

    Sad but beautiful story. Thanks for sharing.
  19. overedge

    overedge Janny uber

    Thanks to everyone for telling their stories.

    I was at home on the other side of the continent (three hour time difference from NYC) so by the time I got up that morning, a beautiful sunny fall morning here as well, it was about 11 am on the east coast. The first I knew that anything unusual was happening was when I checked the voicemail and there was a message for Mr. Overedge from an editor at the newspaper where he worked (the call came in while Mr. Overedge was on his way to work, before I got up). This editor was usually very calm and collected, but he somehow missed punching the phone button to hang up on the call, so the phone message was a few seconds of asking Mr. Overedge to call in, and a couple of minutes of general background noise.

    Having no idea what this was about, I called Mr. Overedge (who by then was at work) to tell him that [editor] had phoned, and what a goof, he forgot to hang up and left this stupid message. Mr. Overedge told me in this very somber voice what had happened, and I couldn't believe it. So I turned on the TV and was :wideeyes: for about two hours.

    When I finally went to work, no one was doing much of anything constructive. But then my assistant reminded me that one of our staff members (on sabbatical) was working at a financial services firm in Lower Manhattan. I can't describe how terrified and powerless I felt...hoping that maybe he was away at a meeting somewhere else, or took the day off, just something so that he wasn't at work that day. We couldn't get through to his home phone number or the firm's phone number, so we sent him urgent emails and hoped with our fingers crossed that he would respond. We thought about phoning the police or fire departments in NYC to see if they had any record of him, but given the chaos we were watching on TV, we knew even if we could get through there wouldn't be any reliable information.

    He emailed us back in the late afternoon to say he had planned to go into work late that day so he was at home and safe when it happened. We cried with relief when we got that message. I don't know what he saw during that day and the days after, though, as he has never talked about it (and we don't want to ask).

    Later that week I found out that a friend had been in San Francisco the weekend right before Sept. 11, interviewing a candidate for a job at his company, and the candidate was one of the people on the flight that crashed in Pennsylvania. He lived in Boston and had come to SF for the job interview.

    A few years ago I went to NYC for the first time, and went to look at Ground Zero. Although everyone knows that the Twin Towers were big buildings, I didn't really get a sense of just how big they were until I saw the size of that hole in the ground and how many city blocks had been damaged or affected. Even though Sept. 11 affected me personally, and I knew how many people had died in NYC, it wasn't until I saw Ground Zero that I really fully understood the magnitude and scope of how awful this was.
  20. TAHbKA

    TAHbKA Well-Known Member

    I was a student in a summer break between semesters. A friend called and said `turn the tv on'. He had the same expression in his voice people usually have after the terrorists attack, so I assumed another bus or restaurant exploded in Jerusalem and turned the israeli TV on. A second later I switched to the CNN and it remained on for the rest of the day. One of my first thoughts was `Oh no, now in the US too? Is there any place on earth that is safe???'
  21. BigB08822

    BigB08822 Well-Known Member

    UMBS, I didn't know you were right there when it happened! How horrifying!!

    I was getting ready to go to class during my first semester of college. I turned on the television very shortly after the first plane must have hit because I remember thinking it was a huge mistake by a novice flier. Then when the 2nd hit I even naively thought "wow, what are the chances! Another idiot?" It only took about 2 seconds to realize this wasn't an accident at all. I walked around feeling numb. I went to one class later in the day as I had to get away from the news. I wore my I Love NY shirt that I got in NYC just months before. I even found a picture I took of the WTC towers that I did not realize I took. I had been there in July of 2001.
  22. Eden

    Eden Well-Known Member

    When the first plane hurt the WTC, I was on my way to work listenning to wqxr station.
    They interrupted their program and reported about it.

    Being an Israeli, I immediately thought to myself:
    No way it's a lousy pilot, more like terror came to America.

    When the second plane hurt, there was no more doubt on my mind that US is under the attack of fundamentalistic terrorism.

    One of the first victims, BTW, was an ex Israeli Commando business man (Daniel Levin) who did fight the terrorists (some of the passangers on the first flight managed to report about his fight right before their plane hit the WTC).
    He was stubbed to death by the hijackers. :(
    At least he didn't die without a fight.

    May all the WTC victims RIP {{{hugs to the families}}}
  23. skatesindreams

    skatesindreams Well-Known Member

    We certainly are, UMBS Go Blue.
    Blessings to you!
  24. 4rkidz

    4rkidz plotting, planning and travelling

    UMBS thank you so much for sharing your story :( and Fred thanks for that link..

    I was in NYC a few months after the event and was taken aback by the actual size of the area where the rubble was so was visualizing your story UMBS as I read it... When I was there it was heart breaking reading all the 'missing' posters all around the area.. When I first visited the States as teenager we went up the statue of liberty (when you could still climb up the ladders to the flame part) and we took a picture of the twin towers as then they were the tallest buildings in the world..

    I was driving my car when the events of 9/11 unfolded and i will never forget it as usually when you are in a city driving your car you are in a bubble and nobody really looks at other drivers - that all changed that morning as the events unfolded - its the only time in my life where all of a sudden the people in the vehicles we all looked around at each other - searching and connecting with the devastation we were all hearing on the radio.. One of the only times in my life where I actually saw people crying in their vehicles.. I called my husband he was home and I told him to put CNN on and as he did that he watched the 2nd plane go into the building live and was yelling at the t.v... he gave me a tv play by play..:( Then later I watched it myself - stunned at the scenes on the T.V. My daughter's school closed early and building were evacuated even in our city..

    Although I'm 8 or 10 hours away from NYC and in another country (Canada) that day it seemed like we were more than just good neighbours - it was like it was happening in my own city it felt so close.. I think a part of everyone's innocence died that day .. i know for me even the sound and site of a plane for a while became an emotion of fear - whereas before I had associated it as a symbol of going on vacation.. obviously that has changed now but i can imagine not for those who were directly impacted..

    I was happy when the news also focused on the stories of survival and humanity and how brave the victims were helping one another.. sometimes I think tragedies like this make us much closer as a community of the world..
  25. ChelleC

    ChelleC Well-Known Member

    I was still in school, and my morning class had been cancelled. So I was asleep when it all happened. I got up, went to take a shower, and when I turned the TV on in my bedroom, CMT was showing footage from CBS 2 in New York. My immediate thought was "Why is CMT showing news footage?" I immediately changed the channel to NBC, and started to watch. :(

    There are several things that stand out in my mind, from that day. The absolute silence on the commuter bus into campus that day, and the beautiful sunset I saw that night are the two I think of first.

    UMBS, thank you very much for sharing your story.
  26. vesperholly

    vesperholly Well-Known Member

    That was one of the most haunting memories - watching all the hospital people stand around with nothing to do. You walked away, or you died.
  27. HeatherC

    HeatherC Go Team SW Florida! =)

    UBMS-I also had no idea you were right there when everything happened. I'm very thankful that you're all right and thank you so much for sharing your story. ((HUGS))

    I was working as a designer at the time for a company not far from where I live and myself and the other graphic artist were just chit chatting about life like we normally did in the morning when another coworker came in asking if we'd heard about the plane in NYC that clipped the WTC. We hadn't heard anything (didn't have a radio in our office) so we went online to try to find out what was going on and we couldn't get into any of the news websites. I logged into a random soap opera website message board that I visited at the time to see if I could find out anything there and people were posting about what they were seeing on TV which is how we learned that it was a passenger plane, not a small plane. :( We were totally stunned and because no one else could get into any news websites either, I remember having about half my department standing behind me at one point that morning reading things with me. We were doing that when the second tower was hit and when the news about the Pentegon and PA crashes broke on TV. Eventually they brought a TV near our area so we could come out and watch everything. I was standing with about twenty five coworkers when the first tower came down and it was just stunned silence from everyone. We couldn't believe what was happening and during my lunch break, I ran home to get our portable TV to bring back to our office and our area became my department's media center. Folks were in and out of there for the rest of the day watching the events continue to unfold on the TV and I still couldn't tell you a single thing that we actually did that day. It's a total blur and I don't think anyone I worked with at the time could tell you either. I brought that TV to work with me for the next two days until my boss finally said we needed to try to move on and stop letting this consume us so much (people were still coming in during breaks or lunch to watch even two days later). It was so somber and sad there and even though none of us lost anyone in the attacks, we were just so devastated about what had happened to our country. :(

    At times I still can't believe what happened that day. I watched most of the broadcast on NBC this morning and I'm glad I did because it was kind of cathartic for me. I never want to forget what happened and seeing the memorial and the people finally having a place for their grief, it obviously made me cry (I've cried all weekend actually...I had to attend a funeral yesterday for my friend's grandmother) but it also reminded me that folks are still picking up the pieces of their lives because of this tragedy. They've never had an outlet for their sadness and loss and seeing them react to their loved ones names and especially seeing the flags, flowers, and signs being left near the pools was so beautiful even in it's sadness. I'm very glad that I watched and hopefully someday I'll be able to see the memorial in person. I visited NYC back in 1993 and remember seeing the Towers looming over the city and even have a few pictures from that trip. Then I came back in 2004 with our youth group for a mission trip where we visited Ground Zero and saw the giant hole and devastation there. I'd really like to see the area now and pay my respects to those we lost that day. It doesn't bring back all those people we lost but it's a beautiful tribute to them and a special place that I hope is always treated with respect.

    RIP to our lost citizens and God bless the USA. :(
  28. IceAlisa

    IceAlisa discriminating and persnickety ballet aficionado

    The memorial structure at Ground Zero is amazing.
  29. John 3 17

    John 3 17 Well-Known Member

    One of my very first thoughts that morning after seeing what the terrorists had done to the US, I thought of Israel and felt like an Israeli.

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  30. taf2002

    taf2002 zexy demon

    UMBS, your story chilled my blood. Thank God you were unhurt & are still with us.

    My husband was really traumatized by the events of that day more than most of the people I know. He works for American Airlines in the cargo division & at the time it was his job among other things to book cargo space for animals. Almost every passenger plane that takes off has animals of all types, both zoo animals & pets, including the 2 AA planes that crashed. In addition, all the grounded planes had animals that had to be cared for. He had to find boarding for them & he had to talk to all the owners. The owners of the pets flying that day also all called up to find out if their pet was on those 2 planes.

    So he had to deal with frantic people who to do them credit knew they were being petty worrying about an animal when so many people had been killed but not being able to stop themselves from finding out for sure about what most of us consider a family member. Plus of course the agony of knowing his coworkers had been killed. And this work continued until the planes started flying again & all the animals got to their destinations. (BTW, few people know this but American didn't charge any of those people the original freight charges or the boarding fees.)

    And then when the victims started being flown to wherever they were going to be buried, my husband did a lot of those bookings too. There are a lot of regs involving the transporting of human remains & only a few people at AA do those bookings. I didn't learn about all this until about 6 mos after 9-11 & my husband still doesn't like to talk about that time.