I just want to put this out, cause this is one of America's sadest days ever. Till this year, i haven't really understood what went on, and how bad the attack was. I went online, and searched for some videos of fotage, and i found some. I am not afraid to say... I cried. That was one of the sadest things i have ever seen when the one of the towers came crashing down. I would share the video with you, but i don;t think i am allowed to post links to other websites. I just really needed to say something here.

i remeber that day very clearly. i was pretty much stunned all day, i was either watching the news or listening to the radio for about 48 hours straight. do your teachers ever talk about it when your in school. i've been outta school for years so i was just wondering what they teach you about it. alot of people give the president alot of crap now. but i remember back then anyone would have followed him into the gates of hell to get anyone who had any connections to terrorism what so ever. its weird to me that i could be talking to someone who either doesnt remeber it or didnt grasp it at the time. but its cool of you to recognise the significance now

My teachers do talk abou it, bu not a lot. Like today, in Social Studies, He said in the begining of class that we were going to talk abotu it at the last five minutes, but we never got to it. We also had a minute of silence, but thats it. I Remember everything about that day. I got home from school, my mom was picking my up, and the first thing she said was, "Your Dad is fine" I had no cluce what was going on. That day, my dad was in New York, ina buisness meeting. She then told me what happened. My Dad came home and said he saw a plane low to the ground, and then heard a crash. The same thing happened a little later

but i went through i hole day of school without knowing our country was attacks at 8:47 (i think that is the time) in the morning. I was shocked.

We had a long discussion about it today, in my U.S. History class. We also had a moment of silence. However, none of my other teachers really mentioned it. I think it was a terrible, terrible day and it should be remembered properly!

It was an incredibly horrible day. I was at work and was watching the coverage of the fire in Tower 1 and saw the second plane hit the second tower. It was like watching a movie. It just seemed unreal, that it couldn't possibly be happening. When the towers collapsed, I lost it. I work in a high-rise building on the 28th floor, and it was just freaky being that high up. They closed our office at around 10 CDT, and when I got on the bus, it was standing room only. Most of the downtown offices closed and let their employees go home to be with their families. My older brother and his wife still lived in NY at that time, and my sister-in-law had to walk out of Manhattan on the 59th Street Bridge, but she managed to get home okay.

Thanks for opening a thread in observance of one of the saddest days in U.S. history. I have watched some of the coverage on TV today, but it's just so depressing I can't take a lot of it.

Thanks for having a thread about this. I'm originally from NY and watched on TV in horror as the events unfolded. Then the realization came to me that five or so friends would be in that vacinity. I frantically tried calling them and got in touch with four of them. I reached the fifth person who was hysterical -her sister's husband worked for Cantor-Fitzgerald at WTC; they couldn't find him. He didn't make it.

Someone wrote that the Towers were like tall oak trees in a New Yorker's back yard, which was so true. To see them crumble to the ground, carrying all those lives in its wake still breaks my heart. But out of the ashes a phoenix does rise.. One positive thing to come from this is the difference in New Yorkers. In a place where people didn't look each other in the eye, they now smile or nod at each other, making human connections as a result of such inhuman loss. My heart and prayers are with all those affected by that day, and a little flag flies in my signature in memorium for those who lost their lives.

Thanks for opening a thread in observance of one of the saddest days in U.S. history. I have watched some of the coverage on TV today, but it's just so depressing I can't take a lot of it.
your welcome
and i had the same feeling about seeing the plane hit, and the tower fall, that is when i cried. It was really really horrifying
Thanks for having a thread about this. I'm originally from NY and watched on TV in horror as the events unfolded. Then the realization came to me that five or so friends would be in that vacinity. I frantically tried calling them and got in touch with four of them. I reached the fifth person who was hysterical -her sister's husband worked for Cantor-Fitzgerald at WTC; they couldn't find him. He didn't make it.

Someone wrote that the Towers were like tall oak trees in a New Yorker's back yard, which was so true. To see them crumble to the ground, carrying all those lives in its wake still breaks my heart. But out of the ashes a phoenix does rise.. One positive thing to come from this is the difference in New Yorkers. In a place where people didn't look each other in the eye, they now smile or nod at each other, making human connections as a result of such inhuman loss. My heart and prayers are with all those affected by that day, and a little flag flies in my signature in memorium for those who lost their lives.

I agree about New Yorkers changing. I was reading about Boston and New York and it said that Bostonians were much meaner than New Yorks and at first the surprised me, but then i thought, and i relized that it made perfect sense.

Your welcome to.


ETA: I also heard that today they read of everyone who was kill that day, i thought that was really cool

The strangest thing was the silence after. No planes were allowed in the skies for a couple of days and I live by an AFB and private hanger.
It was eerie how quiet those days were.

I agree about New Yorkers changing. I was reading about Boston and New York and it said that Bostonians were much meaner than New Yorks and at first the surprised me, but then i thought, and i relized that it made perfect sense.

Your welcome to.


ETA: I also heard that today they read of everyone who was kill that day, i thought that was really cool Well, I don't know that Bostonians are meaner... Perhaps New Yorkers have just been softened by the effect of reaching out to one another.. I listened to all the names read during the first memorial - it was stunningly solemn to hear each name read of those who were lost.

The strangest thing was the silence after. No planes were allowed in the skies for a couple of days and I live by an AFB and private hanger.
It was eerie how quiet those days were. Yes, I agree. Not that I live by an air force base but there's always sea planes and private planes flying by - I remember noticing that too.

I still remember exactly what I did on that day as well...

I was home from university over the summer break, it was almost 3 PM and I was sitting in the almost exact spot I'm sitting now, designing invitations for her birthday party with my mother. The radio was on and the moderator suddenly said something along the lines of "We just got a report about a plane flying into the World Trade Center, but that's pretty much all we know right now. We'll get back to you as soon as we know more!". Of course I had to find out what was going on and since my TV wasn't here (I had left it in my university appartment), I had to use the TV card in my computer. The first three stations I tried were still showing their regularly scheduled programs, but the fourth one wasn't and so we saw the second plane fly right into the South Tower less than five minutes later...

What made this even worse for me was the fact that someone I knew from a mailinglist and a board for my favorite group always signed his emails with his current location and more often than not, that just happened to be one of the towers! So I went through my emails trying to find out where exactly he was working, found out that he should be somewhere in the South Tower (I think it was around the 50th floor), checked my email account to see if anyone knew something about his whereabouts - we quickly found out he must have been at work earlier that day - and watched the coverage at the same time. I spent most of the rest of the day in front of my computer or the TV, of course! And needless to say, I kept checking my email account every couple of minutes until sometime around or past midnight, there finally was an email saying he had made it out alright... I don't think I had ever been that happy and relieved to get an email before!

I live in Virginia right outside DC. I watched the scenes in New York and felt completely and totally numb and then without warning the scene cut to the Pentagon on fire. That woke me up. Then I felt real fear. I remember thinking "They are here!" and I didn't even know who 'they' were at the time.

Two of my neighbors, Bud and Darlene Flagg were on Flight 77. My son went to school with their grandchildren.

I remember that day too. Its one of those things I think I'll never forget. After I got ready for school, I went into my older brother's room and he usually listened to the radio and he told me that a plane flew into the World Trade Center. I had no idea what the World Trade Center was...I assumed it was just an office building and a plane had crashed into it. But then we talked about it at school and after school we were at walmart and I saw the footage...it was such a depressing day. And that night I was afraid that a plane would fly into my house...but my brother helped me with that.

But my friend had it worse. She lived in New York, and she was 6 blocks away in school and her class saw the whole thing from a window. I cant even imagine seeing that happen 6 blocks away! How terrifying that must have been! And her dad was supposed to do some plumbing work in one of the Towers and for some reason that day he called in sick. She said that he NEVER calls in sick, but he had a feeling that he needed to. Was God watching out for him or what?

Its been 5 years...doesn't seem like that long ago, does it?

are we allowed talk politics here, id love to talk about why the attacks happened, or is it too sensitive, red-tape etc..

are we allowed talk politics here, id love to talk about why the attacks happened, or is it too sensitive, red-tape etc..
i would NOT suggest politics. this is a thread to discuss the tragedy and where people were at the time and to remember those that we lost. at least you asked before i had to smack you around a bit. ;) :kiss:

on that note i know people who were lost. i had friends and family in ALL three locations of where planes crashed or went down. it is not a good remembrance of that day or the days afterwards. it is still too painful.

i do remember the eerie silence and the lack of planes. i was living in the DC area at the time. it was NEVER that quiet. i lived in the flight path for both National airport and Andrews AFB.

Thanks for opening this thread.
I live just outside of DC and I'll never forget the absolute horror of watching the towers burn and then collapse. Or of seeing the gaping hole in the Pentagon and wondering if my Dad, who had flown out of Dulles early that morning, was ok.

It seemed like everyone in DC went home. By rush hour, the streets were almost empty. We all just wanted to be with our families. I also went home, to watch the coverage on TV. I answered phone calls from family (and eventually my Dad), who wanted to make sure we were all ok.

It was a terrible day.

The aftermath was creepy. About a week later, I was at my barn and an F-16 flew over, low. It was the only plane out there. It flew over twice and was gone. It felt like we were living in a war zone. I guess we kind of did.

at least you asked before i had to smack you around a bit. ;) :kiss:

on that note i know people who were lost. i had friends and family in ALL three locations of where planes crashed or went down. it is not a good remembrance of that day or the days afterwards. it is still too painful.

i do remember the eerie silence and the lack of planes. i was living in the DC area at the time. it was NEVER that quiet. i lived in the flight path for both National airport and Andrews AFB.

haha no problem !!

ya my sympathies to everybody that knew somebody,
i remember we were working on a roof near where i live bout 2 pm, i had the radio in the van up loud so we could hear music as we worked then it was interrupted and went to a live feed of CNN we knew then something bad was up and went home to watch it all unfold i knew OBL was involved i had read loads about him before...5 years hard to believe

I dont normally turn on the news when I first get up, but for some reason, I did that day.
The 1st tower was burning, & before I could wrap my mind around what I was seeing - the tower fell!
My 1st thought was: "Woah, man! This is big time! We're going to war!" I think I was in shock when I heard about the Pentegon too! I kept thinking - "are we gonna use the bomb?"

I was nine months pregnant with my second child and my husband was away in Las Vegas for business. It was my habit then to switch on the news and make a cup of coffee (decaf), and I remember clearly that I couldn't make sense of the picture I was seeing...

A skyscraper intact, but yet burning... at first I thought something had happened to the Amoco Building in Chicago (it kinda looks like one of the WTC towers - we live a couple of hours north of there)... and then, listening to the commentary, it dawned on me that the World Trade Center was on fire.

I called my husband in Vegas and told him to switch on the TV... and then, suddenly, I saw the second plane approach and slam right into the other tower. We both watched in horror and tried to make sense of it all among the chaos... I have relatives in NY and was wondering whether they were ok, but of course it was impossible to reach anyone by phone there that day (They were allright, but I had to worry again two days later after the Queens plane crash... ).

Slowly phone calls started pouring in (if they got through) from my friends and family in Europe... "What's going on over there?" and "Your husband is not travelling, is he...?" were the questions asked. I was talking to my friend as the second tower fell and it became clear that there were other planes and other destinations involved...

I was afraid for my husband who was staying at a rather prominent Vegas strip hotel... and afraid that I was going into labor right there and then.

The days after were particularly hard for me because of the strict travel ban - my husband couldn't get home to me! He somehow managed to get one of the last rental cars available in Vegas, and drove 18 hours to Denver as soon as he heard that flights might be allowed out of there soon... He then talked himself onto the first plane out into Minneapolis, and got another rental car from there and drove the last 5 hours.

Our son was born 10 days later.

I was in my office in Richmond, VA ( now I live in Atlanta ) and a co-worker who now lives in NYC came into my office telling me to join everyone in the large meeting area out in the fornt part of the office. No one said a word.

The second plane hit, and we were all told to go home. Needless to say, that's exactly what we did.

To this day, once a week during prayers with my kids, we pray for the families of people who were taken that day. We also thank the policemen, firefighters, EMT guys, iron workers, and most definately the soldiers... My oldest ( 8 year old girl ) finally knows what happened, but really doesn't understand how bad it was .... yet... I'm sure she will soon though.

Thanks for this thread.

I'm really sorry, Halfrek, and for anyone was that was personally affected. :hug:

I remember that day exactly! I was a sophomore in high school. I was getting ready while listening to the radio. They cut off a song and broke the news. I immediately turned on my TV and saw everything. My mom took me to school and we were listening to the radio the whole way there. Every TV in our school was on with footage and everyone was crowded around them in shock. My first class was Alegebra II and we didn't do any work that day. I don't think did any work that day for every class I was in.

I was watching interviews and specials yesterday and I got really teary eyed with everything I saw. I gotta agree: that day was one of the saddest days in US history.

I also remember driving to work and hearing "A plane has crashed in Pennsylvania.' We wondered why it hadn't made its destination ...it was obviously something in DC. The Towers falling and the Pentagon on fire was bad enough..but could you imagine the US Capitol in ruins in addition to all that?

Thank heaven for the heroes of Flight 93 that day. I'm was so glad to know that someone fought back...

We watched a documentary about 9/11 in my Junior Studies class today. (Some of you might have seen it, I think it reran on CBS this weekend?) Some of the footage was amazing. Terrible, but amazing. To see something like that happen must have been horrifying.

I am so lucky I wasn't really old enough to be fully impacted on that day. I don't think I really got it. Now, I DO get it, and I can't imagine something like that happening now. I think I'd be terrified.

I never knew how many people here know someone who was in the building that day, but i guess as the Connections thing in the DVD extras says you can name any random person in the world, and they can be connected to by at most 5 people.

On Sept 11th 2001 I stared at my TV screen in disbelief and horror and everytime the scenes are replayed on a news channel or documentary programme I still do.
I was in NY for 6 months in 1998 and it still remains the most amazing place I have ever been to, there is nowhere else like it on this planet.
I am returning to NY next year and sadly my photos of the famous skyline will look different this time but I intend to visit Ground Zero and pay my respects to all the murdered, my heart weeps for the victims and their families and I cannot even begin to imagine the terror and sadness America felt that day.
The USA is an amazing country full of fantastic people and personally is very dear to my heart I had some of the best times of my life there.
GOD BLESS.

I remember I was at work listening to the radio when reports came in that a plane hit one of the towers. At first everyone thought that it was just a little Cesna...then the other plane hit. We all went down to the conference room and were watching it all on TV. Shock, horror, disbelief. I'd try to go back to my office and get some work done, but then another report would come in. I remember all the confusion and the false reports. Then we just all stayed downstairs and watched all the news reports. Eventually the corporate office called and let everyone go home.

I remember going home and watching everything on TV feeling empty, lost, useless, alone. I called by boyfriend at the time and he tried to make me feel better, but didn't. I called my mom, but that didn't help either. A friend of mine worked on Broad Street and I tried to get in touch with her to see if she was ok, but couldn't get through. Eventually I called her mom and found out that she was ok. I worried about my uncle that worked at the Pentagon, but then found out that he was transfered to Hawaii. I found out that another unlce had just gotten out of the Path trains when the first plane hit. It took him all day to get home. One of my friends had to go to ground zero and inspect the subways that night. She still can't tell the story without crying.

I'm lucky that I didn't lose anyone, but I know people that did. It was a horrible day and it still makes me sad to think about it. I made a decision that I don't want to see ground zero until they rebuild. I understand people that want to see it to try understand or to pay their respects, but I spent the summer of 1996 working in that area and I've taken the Path there so many times. Part of me, I guess, doesn't want to see it like that. When they complete the memorial and rebuild I want to go up and pay my respects.

I think the thing that impacted me most, was in the days that followed - after the initial shock wore off, everything had changed. The late night talk shows (Letterman, Leno etc)
weren't doing comedy anymore. It was unbelievable to see Dave Letterman out of character, & breaking down in tears.

well 9/11 is my mums birthday so she watched it all live on her birthday. Also i remember coming home from school to watch it all on tele, and i was stunned. I have all the next day papers, i have them saved with all the pull outs and things. I also have a book which can only be purchased from NYC full of pictures of that day. i live in england and someone bought it me as a gift. Now this will sound odd, but 9/11 fasinates me (sorry i cant spell) not all the horrible side to it, but all the heroic deeds preformed by average people. People saving other people, fireman walking up the towers towards the flames and to pretty much certain death, not fased by it, because it was there duty and they showed courage in the face of such hate. It makes me ask myself, would i go back into that building, and i say no everytime, but i suppose they made that choice on the spur of the moment, so i cant really say if i would or not. But it was a day where average people became heros, just office workers, police, firefighters all of them, heros. Lets not forget the passengers on Flight 93 who quoted a Psalm from the Bible and rushed the terrorists, there deaths meant more people would live. God bless them all, may they all rest in peace.

In Brazil i was on school and that day we dont have any classes, all the students in front of the TV, and when i came home too. Its the amazing human mind that can produce such beauty and monstruosites like that, we mourn with the victim (also had brazilians on the buildings) but especially we mourn for the world, when we see the rise of words lie "Revenge","God's Wrath" and so many... we live terrible days....

Hey Crehan, thanks for the kind words and sympathies. It means a lot when us here in the US hears that from across the pond.

I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing, mostly because of what I said. I woke up after a "rough night", trying to get ready for work. My housemate came to me before I got into the bathroom, and told me a plane crashed into the WTC. I came to watch for a bit. He asked if I thought it was an accident, or someone did it intentionally. I thought for a bit, and said, "I'm sure it was an accident. Nothing that exciting would ever happen in our lives." I went into the bathroom to get ready for work. A few minutes later, he was pounding on the door. I asked, "What the *bleep* do you want!?!" He said....and I quote...(because I remember it and will likely never forget) "Another one hit! Another plane hit the other tower!" I ran to the TV, my jaw dropped all the way to China. I said, "That's not an accident."

I also have a book which can only be purchased from NYC full of pictures of that day.

Is that the one from

www.hereisnewyork.org (http://www.hereisnewyork.org)

??

I want that book myself. Just look around the site a bit at the pictures and read the story about how these pictures got assembled. An incredible story...

Its the great story of the 21st Century, divides all events, before and after 9/11