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When I saw the clips, I thought it was a hollywood movie... it stills hasn't sunk in, that it is (was) for real :-(
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.
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.
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.
I wrote about it in my blog today.
I know how you feel about being away from home when tragedy unfolds. Tsunami in 05. Complete and utter helplessness.
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)
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!
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.
None of us did very much work after that.
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 ...