9/11...Do you remember what you where doing...

Discussion in 'The Club House' started by LONGHAIR, Sep 9, 2011.


    LONGHAIR New Member

    The Morning of ...9/11...I remember work was slow so I stayed home that day..I slept-in and when I woke,I remember turning on the T.V. and the first plane had already hit,and I remember thinking...what a bad accident,then about twenty or so minites into the news cast,the other plane hit...I was shocked,I remeber calling my buddy Ditmer John and his girl friend baby,they where both still sleeping at the time...I remember telling them to turn on the news and watch the things that where taking place...I haden't seen either one of them in years and one day last March I was pumping gas at a gas station I don't go to very much,and Ditmer-John's old girl-friend yell's-out..hey..what's-up....She said I remember you calling us the morning of 9/11 and if you would of not called that day,we would of slept all day,and not of seen the things unfold the way they did...They where out at a bar all-night the night before,she said and would of slept most of the day....That was last March at a gas-station,and I havn't seen her since,but calling and talking with them the Morning of 9/11 is what I remember the most...10 years later....and watching the T.V.........
  2. winds-of-change

    winds-of-change The Balota's Staff Member

    I was at work and working day shift at the time. I remember our Medical Director came in around 0800 and walked past the break room and he said "A bomb or something blew up in the The World Trade Center." We thought, yeah, okay......... Then the story started to unfold that it was airplanes purposely crashing into the towers. We don't get any radio reception in the lab and our waiting room was very small but next to the lab was radiology and they had a bigger waiting room with a TV. I remember every few minutes going to their waiting room to watch their tv all day long. It was very difficult for me to concentrate on work, I wanted to just watch the story unfold. Airplanes cleared out of the skies and there was so much uncertainty about it. I saw the twin towers fall and I was afraid and had a very strong feeling of unrest. I had an almost uncontrollable urge to leave work, pick my kids up from their respective schools and go home. I was afraid and I wanted to huddle in with my kids. I remember going home and only feeling a little more comfortable when my kids finally came home from school. And I really wanted to cry. I was very afraid.
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  3. Hackett

    Hackett New Member

    I woke up feeling ill, but not sick, just off like it was gonna be a bad day, even told my best friend when I picked him up to go to class that I felt like something bad was going to happen. I was in high school, a senior.
    When the first plane hit I was just wrapping up my Art 1 class that I got to help teach as a studio apprentice, and every classroom had it's TV turned on, and a few students were heading to the office (New Jersey so some of them had family in the city and/or towers). I headed to physics and a few moments after getting to my seat the news was showing a 2nd plane flying toward the second tower and then all the smoke. No matter which class I was in for the rest of the day, even in the galley, we had TVs on watching the news.
    It is a day that I don't think I well ever forget. The next day so many of my classmates were absent, and many of them had lost family. I still have a picture from August 18th 2001 of the trade center buildings, and every time I see it, I remember how different the world was before 9.11 and how just 3 days after it happened, how united this country was, and how strong and proud we were to be American. Sadly, many people have forgotten it already, what it is like to be a proud country and not take all our freedoms for granted.
    Tomorrow, the local National Guard, Navy, Marine, and Airforce Recruiters, and all the retired and active service member, fireman, police and anyone wanting to show that we will never forget, in this area, will be gathering to remember what happened in a march through town. As well as haveing a piece of the trade centers here.
    I also hope none forget those in PA or D.C./VA who lost their lives to such a tragic event.
  4. c3shooter

    c3shooter Administrator Staff Member

    Gail Sheehy wrote a book years ago, called Passages. The basic theme is "Who you are, is where you were, when....."

    There are some events so world changing, they become a milepost in your life. 9-11 is one of those mileposts. Pearl Harbor, JFK being shot, Man on the Moon, and now, 9-11. Anyone that was alive at the time of any of those events can tell you years later where they were, what they were doing at the time.

    Point of the book- what defines you is what were you doing at the time of the milepost event. Folks that were in school will have one viewpoint on a number of things, folks that were adults, at work, another. Now, want to feel really ancient, you young whippersnapper? THIS YEAR, a class of students began their first year of high school- most of them not OLD enough to remember 9-11. They were 4-5 years old at the time.

    Me? Teaching a construction management class in Sacramento- planned to fly back to Baltimore on the redeye that night. Two and a half days of driving my rental car, sleeping in car because motels were full- I made it home, picked up safety gear, kissed my lady, headed for the Pentagon with my contractors working there.
  5. CGO

    CGO New Member

    I was living in CA at the time painting my living room listening to music. My best friend called and told me to turn the tv on, that we have been attacked. I sat on the sofa watching the tv not believing what I was seeing and hearing. I heard screaming and then I realized it was coming from me. I prayed like I never prayed before in my life for all that suffered that day. That day has changed me beyond words.
  6. PowderBurnBassist

    PowderBurnBassist New Member

    I was in a pep rally for middle school. Half way through, the principal walked out on court with a Mic and explained what happened. We all went to our next class and watched the news and radio for the rest of the day. We watched the second tower fall. It was such a strange feeling to know of the people inside while seeing it collapse. I'm glad it was quick for most of them.
  7. ArizonaLawman

    ArizonaLawman New Member

    I remember exactly. I was coming off night shift...I was late getting back to the sub-station because I had to take a statement from a victim at University Medical Center in Tucson. I stopped at a Circle K for a cup of coffee, and saw the second plane hit live on the small TV on the manager's desk.

    My radio came alive with WTF calls, and dispatch had us all clear channels. We were ordered to remain on duty, and stand by for orders.

    A block and a half away, University officers were getting called to a parking lot near one of the dorms where muslim students were cheering and fist-pumping.
  8. Ploofy

    Ploofy New Member

    In my second grade classroom. Then we all went to the cafeteria, and nobody told us why everybody was worried.
  9. Boyerracing343

    Boyerracing343 New Member Supporter

    I also was in second grade. Living in Washington d,c. My father was on the white house medical team at the time. I went to a school about 5 miles from the pentagon. I remember early in the morning kids were slowly getting pulled out of class. Next thing I knew I was pulled out of class as well. One of my dads friends had came to school to pick up there children and they offered to give me and my little sister a ride back to the air force base (home). I remember it took well over 6 hours for us to get on base. The bomb squad was At the main gate due to a suspicious package. I remember everyday riding the bus past the pentagon and got to witness the destruction and repairs daily.
  10. gregs887

    gregs887 New Member

    I was in my dorm room my sophomore year of college. My roommate ran in and woke me up yelling about WW3 and I made it to the TV about 3 minutes before the second plane hit the towers.

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  11. Vincine

    Vincine New Member

    I was having a battery replaced at the dealer I just bought a car from when I found out. They had CNN on the showroom’s TV. Only one plane had hit at that time. I called my spouse at work and we met for an early lunch. I was a nursing student at the time doing clinical and had the day off. We both worked at the WTC in the distant past, before we knew each other, and we ‘commiserated’. Lots of anger was expressed.

    I went to a blood bank satellite site to donate. I think there were two other donors doing paperwork and only three staff people there. The staff had heard something but didn’t understand the implications. I tried to explain during the interview they were going to get slammed, but they weren’t getting it.

    I have thalassemia and they weren’t sure they could accept my blood. I knew my blood was okay but they wanted an approval from their supervisor back at the hospital so I had to wait. While waiting I started wrangling chairs from other offices and waiting rooms and lined them up out the bank’s door and down the hall. They thought I was nuts until other people started showing up.

    When I ran out of chairs to corral, I walked over to the supermarket next store to ask them to send over some juice and cookies. I knew the satellite donor site would run out. The line was out the door, down the hallway and onto the sidewalk when I got back. All 30 or so chairs I had ‘liberated’ up were filled. I was gone maybe 15 - 20 minutes max. The hospital had sent a couple of people over to help and blood was flowing from all five donor recliners. There was some small amount of chaos on the line so I started organizing it; managing the clip boards & pens, writing numbers on the applications to keep people in order and figure out waiting times.

    Eventually the approval for me to give blood had come through and I was poked. I had given blood before and thought I knew what size needle to expect. This time they used a water pipe. Either they had run out of 18s (?) or they were using larger gauges to service people as fast as they could. When I left the line was around the building. I heard the bank closed later that afternoon. They had run out of blood storage room.

    Frankly I think all of the above was just a way to keep myself occupied so I wouldn’t feel the pain. I grew up in Queens, NYC., had lived on West 23rd St. for 15 years and I had ‘played’ in lower Manhattan before I moved to the Adirondacks. I worked at 2 WTC. I knew the area and the people well. It wasn’t until I was back in class the next day, when a classmate knowing I was from NYC tried to comfort me, when I lost it.

    It’s been 10 years and I still feel like my heart is being ripped out when I think about it too long. I’ve been back to NYC a couple of times since but I’m afraid to go to the site. I re-grieved when Bin Laden was killed. I felt no joy, no satisfaction, and no closure. A friend suggested I have phantom limb pain for an amputated soul.
    I've been in the Adirondacks since '87 but on 9/11 and the days following I was back at the WTC. I know now that, no matter where else or how long I may live anywhere else;
    I will always be a New Yorker.
    Last edited: Sep 10, 2011
  12. 2hot2handle

    2hot2handle Member

    I was 8 years old visiting my grandparents in Wyoming with my cousin. The memories from that day are so vivid. I'm surprised at how well I remember that day.
  13. Shooter

    Shooter Administrator Staff Member

    Morning commute to work which was about 1 hour long. Right into the commute the morning DJ was just relaying that a plane hit the tower like it was an accident and there wasen't much to it. Then the second plane hit and by the time I got to work everyone was around the TV. Then they sent us all home.
  14. Sloth88

    Sloth88 New Member

    I was 10 at the time, still a young fart, in 4th grade. It started as a normal day in my school just west of pittsburgh, pa. Then chaos hit, every class ended up in the cafeteria in our "disaster formation" (crouched down under tables with books over our heads) for what seemed like an eternity with the news on the tv down the hall loud enough that we could all hear it. Finally they let us all go home after the last plane that crashed was reported
  15. Mack Bolan

    Mack Bolan New Member

    i was also on my way to work, just coming up the exit ramp when i remember hearing about it reported over the radio as a vague accidental plane into the WTC....when i got to the office, everyone was glued to their respective radio and news station.

    not long before this, in chicago, there was a similar incident in which a well known and highly respected radio dj, Bob Collins, unavoidably flew his plane(inadvertantly taking his own life) into a medical building to avoid hitting a student pilot (who was later determined to be in the wrong), so I initially didnt think anything other than bizarre accident....

    from then on, the day just got more and more surreal, hearing about the second plane, and then shortly thereafter about each tower collapsing. we didnt have a tv on in the office so we were all stuck with the verbal play by plays and out imaginations.

    the erriest feeling i remember, and some of this has to with growing up and living near a busy airport all my life, was the absolute 100% absence of any air traffic for i think it was atleast a couple days...
    thats one of the most "the earth has stopped moving" type of phenomenas i've ever felt.:cool:
  16. LittleJohn

    LittleJohn New Member

    I just got off work was about to fall asleep when my wife turned on the news saying a plane hit one of the twin towers. I'm a native Newyorker and started to shake my head how the hell did they go off course so far?? That's when I saw the other plane hit. I will never forget that gut wrenching feeling.
  17. winds-of-change

    winds-of-change The Balota's Staff Member

    Vincine, you did a great service for that blood donor center. Great organizing. A blood donor needle is and always has been a 16 gauge. :eek: 18 gauge or larger for running it in but always a 16 for taking it out. :D Yup, it's a big 'un!

    Dang, I still miss "Uncle Bobby" I was listening to WGN at the time the radio station discovered it was Bob's airplane in that plane crash and he wasn't answering his cell phone. When we all found out for sure it was Bob in that plane, I actually cried. I have been listening to WGN daily since around 1986.
    Last edited: Sep 10, 2011
  18. silverado113

    silverado113 New Member

    I was the Corporal of the Guard on barracks duty in Okinawa Japan. It was 0200 and we were in the middle of a typhoon. One of the Marines came out of his room and said pack your **** boys we are going to war. About an hour later after we watched some of the coverage we were literally picking up cars and moving them away from the barracks in case there was a bomb in them and they placed some of us on foot patrols and gate guard on HMMWVs with machine guns all while going through the typhoon. At the time it felt like a dream, but I can remember every detail like it happened yesterday.
  19. MobileMarine

    MobileMarine New Member

    I was a senior in high school and I was suspended that day for being insubordinate '' go figure '' and my best friend was skipping . We stopped by autozone in Raleigh to pick up a few things for our all day slack session on the m715 Kaiser and everyone was crowded around the radio . A semi toothless hillbilly came up and proclaimed loudly that we were under attack . We picked up our stuff headed to car quest for a few more things and same thing there . We called another buddy out of school and meet him at his house were we watched the towers fall . After we went four wheelin in and american military icon drinking american beer smoking american smokes in remembrance . Later I called mom and she was crying , after supper we got a police call and me and pops listened to W giving his historical speech that night in the cab of that ol rollback wrecker. I later remember trying to drive back from myrtle beach early one morning and as I stopped at a bojangles I heard over the radio that america had gone to war . I wanted to fly me american flag off the back off my truck but none could be found so I fly the north carolina flag high instead .
    We all bought terrorist hunting permits , listened to toby keith and alan jackson and spoke of us getting parachuted in on our toyotas and 30.06's to kick some ***
  20. orangello

    orangello New Member

    I was in the office at the tax commission (usually worked out of the office). The boss brought a TV from his house for the ladies up front to watch. I noticed more than a couple of people go out to their car to fetch a pistol for comfort. We had some weird cautionary memos coming out of the main office for a while there.

    I remember calling Mom to ask if cousin Larry still worked in the Pentagon; she said his dad had already emailed her that Larry had not gone to work that day, sick kid. I later found out his work area was not in the section impacted.