Discussion in 'Fan Forum - Random Thoughts' started by Terp, Sep 11, 2019.
Where were you? Please share anything you care to about your memories from that day...
I wasn't scheduled to go into work until 12:30 that day so I got up and I was on my computer chatting on AOL instant messenger when a friend told me to go turn on the TV. He wouldn't tell me what happened but was adamant that I go turn on the TV. I turned it on and watched in shock as the second plane hit.
I remember my friend telling me that six other planes were still in the air and potentially also hijacked. It was all so crazy!
One of my work friends saw the plane that hit the Pentagon fly right over his house as he was preparing for work.
I stayed home and glued to my TV all day.
I was in LA, 16 yrs old, just getting up for school. The towers had already been hit. The 1st tower collapsed on my way to school. We were watching in homeroom when the 2nd collapsed. School was cancelled a few minutes later and I was glued to the TV for weeks after that.
I puked at school and went home. Stupid anxiety
LOFL this is such an Adam thing to do
It really is, i did that many times
I was sleeping. I had the day off, lived alone, and didn't have cable television. I didn't find out what was happening until later that afternoon when I went to see a friend and he told me to check out the news. I remember not leaving the house for a few days because I was glued to my computer trying to find information and not wanting to be around people. All of my family was still in Ohio with the exception to 2-3 families and they were in Florida so I knew everyone was safe.
I was 24 and had been sleeping for about an hour or so, 3rd shift, when my phone started blowing up telling me to turn on the tv.
I'll try to keep this short (scratch that I cannot) skip past if you don't like to read:
Worked in a company that supplied safety equipment to vendors all across DC/VA/MD (sometimes out of area as well shipped). I volunteered along with 4 other employees to take supplies to NYC (coveralls, breathing apparatuses, emergency cots).
Driving up I95 was most certainly errie, literally no traffic from DC to NYC. We're talking 5 lanes with no traffic either way. I travel on holidays all the time and that doesn't even come close to this.
Ordered out of the truck and searched heavily by Military with M16s before entering the Lincoln Tunnel (I think it was the Lincoln my memory is faded).
Once in NYC it was even more strange being in that dust cloud. Just darkness all around with the white light of the sun trying to pierce through. It didn't exactly hurt to breath outside, but we certainly did NOT want to roll down our windows while in the truck.
Absolute chaos getting in there to help deliver supplies. There were a shit ton of volunteers (including us) no one knew where to go. Eventually we ended up at Chelsea Peirs. We were told this was the assumption of the make shift emergency room for survivors (obviously we know how that ended). This was about 3pm.
We were told to wait till morning for instruction on delivery. I regret not taking any pictures and my cellie at the time was just some bullshit Ericsson candy bar (I don't even think it had a camera honestly)
Next day the dust had cleared. We were told to drop the supplies outside of the city. Mentally I cannot describe how it looked the next day. It was calm and quiet but the destruction was in full view. I remember having to use the restroom near Ground Zero. I was in aw of all of the police and fire and EMS trying to help- but looked clueless as to who was in charge or what to do. The toilet(s) were torn up but I had to go.
My only regret was not telling my boss to fuck off when I wanted to use one of our $500 masks to protect myself from all of that airborne bullshit. I did wear a N95 but the shit in the air was waaay beyond that. His reasoning was "We need to save it for a paying customer". Fuck you dickhead.
I went to DC pentagon 2 days later to do the same. Much more organized effort but understandably so.
last edit: I did not see ANY images of this. My only reaction was listening to local DC Radio Elliot in the Morning react. And to hear him go quiet was enough to know the spectacle of it.
17 yrs old in highschool, listened to Howard Stern that morning then at school watched TV broadcast all day every class, even PE
11, at home on track break. Remember watching it with my mom and being stunned.
I was getting ready for work, turned on the AM news as I usually do.
First tower was already struck, newspeeps thinking it was a small prop plane/no real idea how it happened, just that something hit the towers, a lot of confusion.
Then the 2nd plane hit live on TV, WTFF!!!! I knew instantly that was purposeful and the country was under a terrorist attack.
Went to work, worried a lot and watched news online all day and managed a bit of work in between.
I was working at a job site N.J. on the hills overlooking N.Y.C. Passed a park every day with an awesome view of skyline. Was there pretty early. The lady's house we were in came in and said " I heard a plane or something crashed into trade center." Thinking it was a small plane we turned news on to see smoke out of 1 building. As we watched, the second one slammed in and the lady starts freaking out about family/friends that work in the building. I'm trying to help her say calm , then the first building goes down. Lady looses her shit and takes off somewhere? I go out side and try to call my boss to see what to do (took awhile) when 2 fighter jets flew over at full speed/afterburners going after something. At that point, I figure I better get the fuck out of area. On the way out I stopped at earlier mentioned park and watched as 2nd building went down right in front of me. The ride home was the weirdest thing. Next to no traffic, every one was stone faced yet courteous. The vision of the building going down still pops in my mind a lot of nights.
they rolled in a tv to show us the horror.
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this one is nearly as good.
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Jesus Christ, you guys. Some of your experiences are fucking intense.
I was a freshman in high school in my Spanish class when the first plane hit. Our Principal announced the attack over our PA system and our TVs were on for the rest of the day. 2nd plane hit while I was in my business class and all I remember is exclaiming "Holy FUCK".
Later that day, my Mom and I witnessed some sort of aircraft get chased down by a jet that flew from Wright Patt AFB. I thought for sure that the jet was going to take the plane down. It was her birthday and we just figured out ways to celebrate that for the following years.
I had stayed home from school that day. I woke up all kinds of groggy, stumbled into the kitchen where we kept the family computer, and sat down. The TV was right next to me on the counter.
I remember casually glancing at the TV, seeing the smoke, the plane(s), the collapsing of the towers etc, and not being able to process it at first. Even after reading "AMERICA UNDER ATTACK" it took a second.
Then a wave of, "Oh shit, WHAT?" flooded my veins.
If it had ended there, it would still be a tragedy, but it was all the changes to the country and the world since then that has made "9/11" a turning point rather than a point in time.
I was at the same place that I work today.Back then I was dating a Japanese girl who called me and I thought she was confused or just plain wrong.After that I watched tv at work as much as I could.
Just remember different subcontractors sitting in their trucks listening to the radio.
10th grade chem class. Same as others, TV on all day following. My friend’s dad picked us up after school frazzled. I clearly remember his saying “We are going to war over this. Things will never be the same.”
Some of your schools didnt close that day? We were sent home shortly after the towers collapsed