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Twanna @ FUNKY BROWN CHICK: What’s Your September 11 Story?

  • momok · 3 years ago
    I had just started my working life, at a Help Desk. Since I worked for a huge Hospital, I couldn't help but wonder if we could be a "target". We were told we could go home if we felt the need to do so... but I was living on my own.. friends were it... we just huddled together, watching TV with absolute disbelief that this was actually happening.

    When I saw the clips, I thought it was a hollywood movie... it stills hasn't sunk in, that it is (was) for real :-(
  • MamaChristy · 3 years ago
    Thanks for inviting us to do this here. I didn't want to post my story on my own blog since I'm dedicating it to Russ Keene today.

    J and I were just getting ready to leave for work and had the Today show on. I'm in the Central time zone and the Today show is delayed an hour here. Suddenly the story they were doing - I don't remember what ti was - cut to the live feed. A plane had hit the WTC tower. J and I started talking about what a horrible accident it was and how did this happen? How could a plane get that close to the heart of NYC and not have been stopped.

    Then the second plane hit.

    This was no accident. It was war. Not knowing what else to do, we got in our cars and went to work. I got to my office and my good friend and co-worker, Colleen, was crying at her desk. I comforted her and we sat listening to the reports on the radio together.

    Then the plane hit the Pentagon.

    I lost it and it was Colleen's turn to comfort me. Our boss kept asking us for project status reports to try and keep us busy. On our luncch break we went to Super Target to get bottled water, just so we could feel like we were doing something because there wasn't anything we could really do to help ourselves or anyone else that day. We live in a military town and were afraid for ourselves as well as all the really big and famous cities in this great country.

    God willing I will never live through such a horrible day.
  • History Chic · 3 years ago
    I can recount exactly what I was doing when I heard about the planes going into the Tower...I was sitting at work, much like today, in my little cube where I have no windows and pretty much cut off from the outside world. A co-worker came into work and said have you heard about the Towers (first I had to ask what the towers were...not being a New Yorker, I had no idea) and then I just looked at him in disbelief. I have to say when I first heard about it, I thought it was a joke...I mean could that kind of thing really happen in this day and age? Sure enough, though, my co-worker was right (didn't happen very often) there were bad things happening and the world was changing. We were witnessing history happen in a in your face kind of way. I confirmed this with all the news stories that started pouring in and the people who started getting to work and sharing stories (in those days I worked 6am to 3pm). The rest of the time was a blur between watching coverage and trying to sort out all the thoughts in my head.
  • AmyD · 3 years ago
    I was at work, in the basement, typing away, and my mom called. She works for NBC, and so there are TV's in every office and room in her building. She called me to tell me a plane had hit the first tower, and I was like, "HUH?..." and we chatted for a few minutes until she said, "Oh my God, another plane just hit the second tower." My blood ran cold, and she told me she had to go (deal with news of it) and hung up. I walked around my office and told a few people, and we went into my bosses office (who was out East on business - she wasn't able to come back for days due to cancelled flights) to watch the news on the TV in her office. It was a very quiet, introspective day with little work done.

    I remember feeling guilty that night when I went to brush my teeth. Thought about all the people who would never be able to do something as commonplace as putting on shoes, or buying a gallon of milk ever again. And then to think of all the people going through a loss of a loved one (or several)... I recall it being one of those times when even the people who weren’t all that nice to me were more friendly, and my family seemed to rally behind one another more strongly than ever…it was a reminder that nothing is forever and we have to appreciate and enjoy what we have while we have it. Those lessons have stuck with me since that day, and I would never take the tragedy that occurred 5 years ago in vain. Hopefully no one else does, either.
  • Nics · 3 years ago
    I came home from school and turned on the tv. I checked every channel, the same thing on every one and I sat and watched, completely numb. I rang a friend of mine and we were both near tears. I had to go to work later that night and the whole of the shopping centre was quiet, anyone who came in gave us updates. It was surreal. We're used to violence in a way over here but to see it happening to a city that is familiar from films and books, New York to me is a paradise and to know that it could be devastated like that, it was heartbreaking. The date kept jumping out at me today. Five years. It's unbelievable.
  • Mitch · 3 years ago
    Hey,

    It was 5 years ago today I started Grad School. It just happened to be the same day as the travesty in New York.

    I was in my morning class, hungover from the night before, and our professor came into the classroom in a hurry, blurted out that the towers had been hit, and that no more details were available.

    We left class an hour later not knowing the scale of the disaster. I tried all of the websites, and they were all down. So I went to the CBC site, and they had stripped it bare essentials with point by point facts of what had happened.

    I left my building at school and headed over to the grad club (graduate students drinking establishment) and sat and probably drank more beer than ever before, but I never even got drunk. I was too numb by it all.

    I phoned EVERYONE I knew, even if they weren't in New York, and talked to every family member I could think of. My dad was supposed to have been travelling, but two days before, his trip got cancelled, which was a good thing.

    I remain numb at the significance of the event.
  • distar · 3 years ago
    I was a recent college graduate on my way to my first real job when I saw the smoke after the 1st tower. 9/11/01 for me was about trying to locate my sister who worked a block away and to comfort my parents with "updates" because they live abroad. It wasn't until later that the hugeness of what had taken place sunk in.

    I wrote about it in my blog today.
  • Darwin · 3 years ago
    I was back home in Sri Lanka when it hit and I just happened to switch on CNN and saw it. The first plane had already hit. I called my parents upstairs and we were all watching it in shock. Then the next plane hit. I watched the TV the whole night, and then the rest of the following days. The images that really got to me were a) the poor people trapped in the towers jumping off them to avoid the flames and b) the muslims in the middle east dancing in joy in the street. Despite how I joke about what a cold-hearted bitch I am, I could never understand how someone could actually celebrate and dance with joy in the streets because a tragic event that targetted innocent people like this happened.

    I know how you feel about being away from home when tragedy unfolds. Tsunami in 05. Complete and utter helplessness.
  • Darwin · 3 years ago
    04 I mean. Darn I'm losing my memory!
  • E · 3 years ago
    I was finishing up a paper for my finance class - due by 2 pm. I was having difficulty finding the right phrase for my paper, so I called a classmate for help. She was already on campus and said "Did you know the WTC is on fire? I told her no, that I didn't ( I did not have the radio or TV on -- trying to concentrate on my paper). She helped me figure out the phrase -- I finished up and left for campus.

    On the drive in all the news started pouring in over the radio..pouring in and pouring in. I started crying in the car. The commute to school was only 12 miles, but that was the longest in my entire life.

    I was scared for my sister, who was living in a large city and worked in a tall building downtown. I could not get thru to her - later I found out they were keeping watch and trying to figure out if they should evacuate --

    I went to class (paper in hand) but our professor was focussed on our emotional state - we spent the 90 minutes talking about what was happening and how we felt.

    Like most of the world I don't think I'll ever forget what I was doing on that day.

    God Bless you Dr. C. (my finance professor)
  • E · 3 years ago
    As I was reading everyone's comments, I remembered something else....

    Two of my very close dance buddies were scheduled to be in NY at the Trade Center that day - they were supposed to be there on business. By a quirk of fate the meeting that they were supposed to attend was changed at the very last minute so they did not go.

    I wonder how hard is is for them on the anniversary date.... mmm they get a big hug tomorrow!
  • Pegs · 3 years ago
    I was on a plane at O'Hare International Airport (Chicago). I was supposed to fly to Seattle on business that day. We pulled away from the gate, but never got to a runway. The pilot came on and told us, "Due to the happenings in New York, we won't be flying today. You can claim baggage at carousel 2." I turned to the lady next to me and said, "It must have been a terrorist bomb. Why else would they cancel all the flights?" It took over an hour to get my checked bag. In the meantime, I heard every story under the sun. The Air Force is shooting down planes in the US. A truck bomb in Dallas. Air Force One is under attack. None true, but all scary. I had a tough time getting home from the airport, too. I managed one good deed for the day, handing a pursepack of Kleenex to a flight attendedant who was crying on the bus home. It must have been about 1 pm, four hours after the attack, that I finally saw some television coverage. As many of you have written, I couldn't tear myself away. My coworkers were stuck in Seattle and eventually drove home to Chicago. My brother was stuck on the east coast, and "carpooled" back to Chicago with his sister-in-law who was also out east on business. My niece, only three at the time, refused to be left alone in a room. She followed her mother around the house in a funk, although her parents were careful to shield her from any photos or talk of the tragedy. She could sense how desperately sad all of the adults around her were.
  • Me · 3 years ago
    What a great idea....god. I remember that so well.
    I was living in Hawaii and was in grad school. I had just gotten married to an Army officer stationed there.
    We were asleep when the phone rang at 3 am-ish. He answered. It was a friend.
    The ex husband turned to me and said "A plane hit the World Trade Center".
    We both knew in an instant that it was an attack....we laid still for a second and then he jumped up and said "we better turn on the tv"..my immediate first thought was "I hope they won't go to war".
    2 weeks later he was gone to Afghanistan for 16 months.
    I spent that day and many days thereafter watching TV, feelind numb..I am not American but i have lived here many years and love this country more than my own. I was worried about my friends in NY, my military family friends...It still is horrific to see the images on tv...it feels like yesterday....
    I will never forget that day.
  • Nics · 3 years ago
    Thank you.
  • Jay · 3 years ago
    I was at work... or rather, I was in the common area making a cup of tea. Then I noticed that everyone was facing the television, and I joined them and we all stood there watching silently as the towers smoked, then collapsed.

    None of us did very much work after that.
  • stolie | The Funky Brown Chick · 3 years ago
    Sorry about the post-free day; I'm in the middle of a move. But, don't worry ... I'll update tomorrow. I can't leave this Sept 11 post up for another day. Otherwise, you know, that would mean that the terrorists would have won. Nobody wants that, do they? So, now, for your comments ...
    momok: It *did* seem like movie.

    MamaChristy: Yeah, I don't think any of us should have to deal with another horrible day like that. And by "us", of course, I mean any of us in the world, not just the US.

    History Chic: It seems *everyone* throughout the world was glued to the television that day.

    AmyD: You said, "I would never take the tragedy that occurred 5 years ago in vain. Hopefully no one else does, either." I couldn't agree more.

    Nics: I remember thinking, "Wow, so *this* is what it's like to see your city burn?" It was sad. We've all grown used to seeing Baghdad, Tel Aviv, and other cities burn, but it was really odd to see it New York. Really odd.

    Mitch: "Numb" is the perfect word.

    distar: I'm on my way to check out your blog now.

    Darwin: The jumpers. :(

    E: And, I was afraid for Bro because no one could reach her for the entire day. Luckily, she was/is okay.

    Pegs: Hmmm ... I've never asked my sister if her kids, my nephews, remember anything about that day.

    Me: Neither will I.

    Nics: :)

    Jay: I didn't even stay at either. We all left.

    EVERYBODY: Thanks for sharing ...