Lets Put Are Issues Aside And Remember Today

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I remember waking up on september 12 in New Zealand (sept 11 in the States) at 6am to walk into the lounge and found it incredibly weird that Mum had the tv on (she only has the radio on on weekday mornings before she leaves for work).

The second I made it into the lounge I saw one of the planes hit the World Trade Centre and said "Oh my god!" spent the next hour before school watching everything unfold.

One of the guys in my year had a uncle who was on one of those flights.

I remember coming home from school to light some candles and put them out on my decking.



Then when the London underground bombs happened, I remeber trying franticly to get ahold of my friend in London to make sure she was ok. Her Mum is a school teacher and was walking her pupils pass the bus that went up.

Brenda - posted on 09/11/2009

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Quoting Jenifer:

I was in my first year of college in 2001. I actually didn't know what was going on until about 45 minutes after everything started. My roommate was sleeping in, so I spent the morning in the park reading before my 9:30 class. When I eventually headed over to the lecture hall, it was obvious something was wrong. My chemistry professor was is tears, and he told us all to go home and pray. A group of us found a tv in another classroom, and we watched as the towers fell. I spent most of the day in that classroom. You feel so helpless watching something like that happening. We did the only thing we felt we could do on that day - we gave blood. I also remember picking up the USA Today for weeks after Sept 11th - they ran bios of all the victims, and I made sure to read each one. I didn't know anyone who was killed that day - or even anyone living in New York - but that was an important way for me to process what happened. I have mixed feeling about the day now - my son was born 9/11/08, and I wonder how in the future my family will balance this national day of grief with celebrating the birth of my baby.


Awwww! Happy birthday to your little guy Jenifer!

Konda - posted on 09/11/2009

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Yup, it is the day I started watching Fox News all day long. I was working as a school crossing guard and was on my way home just as the first plane hit. I was unsure what was happening since I was listening to the radio, but I got home and called my Daddy, and asked him...it was amazing he actually didn't have the news on. We both turned on the TV just as the second plane hit. I stayed glued to the TV for well over two weeks, until I was so sick phyically and mentally that I just had to turn it off.

I was thankful for fall the men and women that lost their lives for us...both in the tower and in the Pentagon and in that lonely field. I am also very thankful to all the countries that sent their prayers and condolences, it was nice that the World stood with us.

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I was in my first year of college in 2001. I actually didn't know what was going on until about 45 minutes after everything started. My roommate was sleeping in, so I spent the morning in the park reading before my 9:30 class. When I eventually headed over to the lecture hall, it was obvious something was wrong. My chemistry professor was is tears, and he told us all to go home and pray. A group of us found a tv in another classroom, and we watched as the towers fell. I spent most of the day in that classroom. You feel so helpless watching something like that happening. We did the only thing we felt we could do on that day - we gave blood. I also remember picking up the USA Today for weeks after Sept 11th - they ran bios of all the victims, and I made sure to read each one. I didn't know anyone who was killed that day - or even anyone living in New York - but that was an important way for me to process what happened. I have mixed feeling about the day now - my son was born 9/11/08, and I wonder how in the future my family will balance this national day of grief with celebrating the birth of my baby.

Sarah - posted on 09/11/2009

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I was at work when it happened, and somehow i didn't hear a thing about it until the evening when i met up with my boyfriend (now my husband).
He told me, and i REALLY thought he was winding me up.
We were going to his friends house to watch football.......but for most of the night we watched coverage of it.
I was literally in tears watching some of it.
Tho i'm from the UK and knew no-one from America or anything like that, it hit me hard. I think it's one of those things where it doesn't matter who, or where, or when........it happens and all you see is humans in a terrible situations and it makes you ache and want to help.

Amie - posted on 09/11/2009

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For all my American friends here. I remember where I was that day as well. At home sleeping (time zone differences) and got woken up by a friends phone call who was freaking out. I turned on the news and watched most of the day. It's a sad day and I hope nothing like it ever happens again.

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That morning my ex-husband and I were sleeping in because he didn't have to be to work until 1. His best friend called and told us to turn on the tv, a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers. When I saw my ex fly out of bed and run to the living room, I knew something was wrong and I followed him. We stood in the living room, frozen, me touching his arm, and watched the second plane hit. I sank to the floor and he sank to sit on our coffee table as we watched what was an obvious attack, not an accidental crash. Then the pentagon and the one that went down in the field. I remember looking at my ex and asking "Is this war?". Never in my lifetime did I actually think that our country would be attacked. It woke me up to how vulnerable we all are, every nation. Unfortunately, for me, this began my two year struggle with agorophobia. I didn't leave my house for almost two years. I was afraid of everyone and everything.

I'm saying prayers for the lost and the loved ones left behind. And I'm saying prayers for the rest of us, who watched in shock and went through our own grieving process at the horror of it all.

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We're on the west coast so the time was much earlier here, like 6am I think... my husband was just getting to work and told his coworker that it was weird we hadn't had any big plane crashes lately...only to hear on the news a few minutes later what happened to the twin towers... I was sleeping...



I feel for the people that were affected in that tragic accident, but can't let go of conspiracy theories

Sara - posted on 09/11/2009

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I was living with a woman from Portugal and an Israeli man, whose wife was in Israel at the time (he was really scared for her safety). She came and knocked on my door and said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. We were watching it on TV when the second plane hit. I have never, and hope to never again, feel as helpless as I did on that day, watching those people jump from the twin towers to their deaths.



One of my best friends works in the city and she watched it all from her boss' window. When the second plane hit her boss looked at them all and said "Get home now". She left, met up with their roommate and walked home to Queens. It took them 8 hours, weaving through panicked crowds and people not knowing what to do with themselves. I went to visit her 4 weeks after it happened and the ruins were still smoldering. We went down there to see everything, and it was so surreal. The streets were closed and lined with people's shoes and papers and trash...and while i was there visiting her there was a small earthquake that jolted her apartment building...we all ran out to the street in a panic because we thought there had been another attack...awful...just awful.

Brenda - posted on 09/11/2009

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My husband is in the military and we were stationed in Georgia at the time. That morning, he was getting ready for work (he had injured his eye the night before and so he was running late) and my mother in law called in a panic and told us to turn on the news. I just remember thinking it must be a movie, there is no way it's real. :(
As soon as my husband saw what was happening, he knew he had to get to work and check in. I had to drive him because of his eye injury and our entire military town was in chaos. There was a line about 2 miles long to get on base and they were not letting anyone on base except those that lived on base or military personnel. I had to drop my husband off at the gate and they made me turn around and go home. He didn't come home for 14 days, he was kept on base while they locked it down. It was a very scary time and being alone with my son, who was just a baby when this happened, made it even more frightening.
I am going out to hang my flag now so I can remember those that were lost that day.

Shannon Cassidy- - posted on 09/11/2009

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I had gone for a walk with my mother and at the time 10 month old son I was telling her how my husband and I were going out for our Second Anniversery which is September 11. We were walking in to Dunkin Doughnuts when I heard something about an accident at the World Trade Center I was like Hmm something happened then all of a sudden They started saying in the most paniced voice I ever heard was Oh My God another Jet has gone into the Other Tower we are under Attack I could not believe what I was listening to . I called my husband and I asked him what The Hell is going on , he said we are under attack I think I just needed to hear it again I was so shocked . Walking back to my parents house was so eeri the silence all you heard on the car radios were about the Jets flying in to the World Trade Centers. When I got back to my Parents house my father had the news on and I then saw the Jet fly in to the Pentagon straight into the Office that my cousin worked in just a year before . Then all of a sudden I saw the First Tower fall I could not believe what was happening , then All you saw was the Second Tower go down my stomach was so sick at that moment. Then the Jet that went into the field in PA . My whole drive home I was just so numb like this can not be happening when I got home the look on my husbands face was just unforgetable. Needless to say we didn't get out for our anniversery that night. Laying in bed that night all of a sudden I heard a roaring sound I was like Oh God what is that ,I looked out the window and saw two F16s flying over . That was incredable ( I don't live That Far from Hanscom Air Force Base ) so it wasn't anything new for me to hear it but it was just breaking the silence that scared you.

Lindsay - posted on 09/11/2009

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That was one of those days that I'll always remember exactly what I was doing when this happened. I was still in high school, in my English class. After the first plane hit, my teacher turned on the TV to see what was going on and I remember watching that second plane hit live on TV. It was a moment of shock and disbelief. And it continued with the Pentagon and the field in PA. There was a girl in my class that's sister was working at the Pentagon and I can still see the fear she had. The entire school gathered in the gym and prayed the Rosary(I went to a Catholic school). What a tragic and sad day.....

Kelly - posted on 09/11/2009

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It is so important that we never forget what happened that day. I was a flight attendant for American Airlines on 9/11, and lost people I had known and worked with. I had just gotten in late on 9/10 from a trip. What a dark day. My close friends and I were frantically calling each other to make sure we were all on the ground safe. I remember going outside and thinking it was surreal to not see airplanes in the sky. I don't think I showered or left my couch for 4 days. Just watched the news. God Bless all who were lost that day.

Esther - posted on 09/11/2009

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I do remember. I was still in Holland but all my stuff was packed and ready to go and my ticket to New York had been booked. I was scheduled to (and did) move to New York on 9/24/2001. It was quite a time to be moving to that city. I was in the office when it happened and we all went downstairs to the cafeteria where they set up a TV so we could watch the news. I worked mostly for Americans and obviously they were all very anxious so I was translating everything that was being said for them. We all cried a lot. When I was driving home, they requested a moment of silence and all the cars pulled off the busy highway to remember the victims. I watched the news for 24 hours straight. Could not pull myself away from the TV. When I flew to New York 2 weeks later the whole plane was filled with refugees from Africa who, through the UN, were on their way to start a new life in the US. There were no other people on the plane. Just me, my mom and these refugees. No business travelers, no tourists. I stayed in Midtown Manhattan for the first few months of my stay (until I found a home) and I never went downtown. I never saw the World Trade Center site until almost all the rubble had been cleared and certainly all the bodies had been recovered. It felt wrong to me to go and gawk. All of midtown was plastered with flyers of people who were missing. I watched the news this morning and they replayed the coverage from 2001. I cried again. Just as hard. What a black black day.

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