What were you doing when Sept 11th happened?

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I was asleep and the phone rang and it was DE calling to tell me planes had hit the world trade center and to turn on the tv...and I did and couldn't believe my eyes..........then when it happened again and again...thought what the hell is going on?
I will never forget that day..it was horrible...........:(
 
I remember It very well, I remember being at the Gym and someone saying that some a@@holes had just bombed the trade center, of course the bombs were the planes. I then went home and watched TV, for a very long time. I remember seeing a cnn camera left unatended as the smoke etc. came like lightning down an NYC block as a building collapsed...
 
I was sick in bed, asleep too. Hubby woke me up and said "We are being attacked and it looks like war."

I can't even bare to look at pictures or film clips anymore.

In a way it reminded me of "where were you when JFK got shot", which devastated me at the time, but on a much larger scale.
 
Going about my business like I didn't have a care in the world.Well you all know the rest of the story.:(
 
I was on my way to work for a job in Pasadena when I heard about a plane hitting the WTC.......I called Cutiepie to see if she could turn on the TV to find out what was going on. Almost immediately after I got to work the second plane hit and I called Cutie again.........she was devistated about it. We found someone with a portable TV and hooked up a make shift antenna and sat and watched in horror as the two buildings came down. The job we were working was a Jr High and for security measures the General Contractor shut the job down and sent everyone home. It was probably the best thing (though there was no real security problem) because about 40 construction workers were doing nothing but standing or sitting watching our TV.....we were electricians and we were the only ones with power at the site so that is were everyone congregated. The memory is as vivid now as it was watching that morning.
 
I work nights so I was asleep. I got up and signed online without turning on the tv. I saw something on aol's splash screen and didn't pay it any attention. I first thought that it was pics of a 3rd world bombing. I went back to the screen and sat there and read the whole story before I could even move to turn on the tv. This was about 12 in the afternoon. I watched tv til I left for work and then we had a tv going all night at work the rest of the week. I was too young to remember Elvis, and JFK was before my time. Sadly I now have a "where were you when" moment forever in my mind and heart. :(
 
I was teaching in my daughters school and went out to get something and heard on the radio. Went back and turned on the tv and just looked in horror. The world changed that day and I hope we can learn from our past mistakes.
 
That is truely "A day that will live in infamy". We were at work and one of the guys came in with the news. We spent the rest of the day in the parking lot with a 12"BW TV because that was the only place we could get a decent picture. That day is the first time in my life that I can truely say I was scared, not knowing what was going to happen next. It looked like it wasn't going to end.
 
I was in my truck. I was on my way to a parole hearing, and on my way I was going to investigate some house where a wanted fugitive's girlfriend lives. I was listening to some CDs on a walkman-type thing, when the batteries died. No problem, there's a wide place in the road up here in about half a mile, I'll pull over and change the batteries. I kicked the tape adapter out, and I heard that a plane had slammed the WTC. As I listened, the second one hit. I was dumbfounded. It all seemed so surreal. I went on to the house, and spent about 45 minutes with the woman there, trying to find out if this dude had been there or been in touch with her. (That house, in and of itself, is a sad and interesting tale, but not the time nor the place.) It was an hour and a half drive to the county jail where I had to go next, so by the time I saw any pictures of the events it was after lunch. 7 hours later, I got home and could sit down and process what had happened. I never go into that county jail anymore what I don't think of the events of September 11, 2001. Nor should any of us ever forget them, or let our memories reactions and emotions be altered. We owe that much to all the victims.
 
I was at work when a co-worker got an alert on her computer from CNN. We spent the next half hour trying to get info from the internet b/c we didn't have a tv. I was supposed to leave the office at 10:30 to fly to Boston for work, but then around 9:30 we heard all these sirens and looked out the window and saw the smoke billowing from the Pentagon....:(

When we heard there was another plane missing and presumed heading our way, we evacuated the building and went to a co-worker's apartment and watched the story unfold. It was craziness, and no one could get in touch with families because all the phone lines and cell towers were busy.....
 
I was also asleep, My wife woke me up because she couldn't believe what was happening.
 
For some reason I had turned the TV on early that morning and was watching one of the morning shows. They stopped in mid-word and said that a plane had just crashed into one of the towers. Went to a live helicopter shot, just in time to see the 2nd one hit on live TV.

I kept thinking, "this is not real, it's a horror movie, someone's idea of a joke". I sat glued to the TV all day, into the night, and for the next 2 days.

I still remember where I was and what I was doing when JFK was shot --- I was in high school and heard it at lunch, but dismissed it. An hour later, in gym, it was announced officially. I remember just looking at the loud speaker as if in a dream.
 
I too remeber the day JFK was killed TRL. I was in 4th grade and remember like it was yesterday. the teacher announced it at about 2:00PM. I remember going home and watching tv all night. My uncle set up a 16mm camera and took movies of the tv during the funeral.
 
I think that the Challenger disaster was particularly hard, because it involved a teacher.

Our whole school was glued to TV sets because of Christa McCauliff. The kids were just horrified -- they couldn't believe it had happened in front of their eyes.
 
I was in my apartment getting ready for work, late as usual, and listening to Howard Stern. Gary, his producer, cuts in to mention he just saw a plane hit one of the World Trade Center towers on CNN, but no one took him seriously at first. Something in his voice told me it was real, so I shut off the radio and switched on CNN just in time to see the second plane hit live.

I remember almost hyperventilating as I watched in horror and, simultaneously, continued to get ready for work. I ran out my front door still not knowing what had really taken place, and jumped on the N-train bound for Manhattan from Queens, all the time staring out the windows towards the Manhattan skyline. A woman on the train had a walkman, and was conveying what she heard to the few informed passengers around her. Another plane had just hit the Pentagon. She was smiling when she said it, and I wanted to beat her with her walkman, but instead sprung up from my seat and stared at the smoking towers in horror as we approached the bridge. For some of my fellow passengers, this sight was their first knowledge of the tragedy, and they were gasping in shock.

As I got out of the subway station and headed down Madison Avenue, I could see the smoking towers downtown as frantic pedestrians clutched cell phones and tried to get in touch with loved ones. My own cell phone was not working. I ran into my building to find all my coworkers gathered together in someone's office watching television. Most of them were either crying or clutching their faces in horror. One tower had already collapsed before I got there. I watched the second one collapse live in this office, which sent several people charging from the room to make plans to get the hell out of dodge.

I didn't know if I should go home or not. I spoke to my brother, who works just a few blocks down Madison, and he wanted to know if I wanted to go home with him, but I declined because I had this insane need to be there witnessing it all. I also didn't want him risking any extra driving, as by now, news of bridge and tunnel closures was rampant. The subways would only be running for another few minutes, so everyone in NYC began a desperate progression uptown, away from the disaster site. I walked outside to get some provisions from a deli around the corner and to witness this mass exodus. I actually saw a pickup truck loaded up with men and women in business suits and skirts, creeping slowly up Madison towards the various bridges. In a sick way, it reminded me of the race fans I saw travelling in a similar fashion up the road towards Bristol Motor Speedway. But it was truly like nothing I had ever witnessed before in my life.

I stayed at work until 4 or 5 p.m. that day, went to a bar with a coworker, slammed a few drinks, then began my journey back to Queens, except, this time, it would be by foot. Cops were everywhere the eye could see, at the entrance to the bridge, on the bridge itself, and at the exit, eyeing me and everyone else who passed for signs of malice. Three miles or so later, I arrived at my neighborhood, exhausted, freaked out, and no longer inebriated. For some reason, there were cops on each corner in the area a block or two from my building. I later found out that they had a lead on a suspect who was apprehended in the vicinity. I never did find out what happened to that guy.

This is one of the photos I took from the Queensboro Bridge that day. I will never, ever forget.
 
Wow Abooja,I bet you really felt lost that day as much of America did.I can't even begin to think what it must have been like to be in the big apple that day.:(
 
Originally posted by TexasRaceLady
I think that the Challenger disaster was particularly hard, because it involved a teacher.

Our whole school was glued to TV sets because of Christa McCauliff.  The kids were just horrified -- they couldn't believe it had happened in front of their eyes.

I was in college, taking a course in TV production. I had a half hour to kill, so I stopped by the production booth. The school had closed circuit TV in each classroom, and any video a professor wanted shown was done that way. The only other person present was the booth director, a faculty member. Several classrooms had wanted the Challenger launch played in the room, so I started helping him patch in the feeds. Then all hell broke loose. We stood there looking at one another in shock, then wordlessly began scrambling for every available blank tape. Within 30 minutes, we had every tape machine rolling on a different network, and at least 90% of the classrooms on campus either hooked up or on the phone. Next time I looked up from editing, dubbing, and cataloging tape it was 7 PM, I had missed work, and I was exhausted. Then the enormity of the event hit me. That was a terrible tragedy. But unlike September 11, 2001, it was an accident. 9/11 was no accident.
 
I went out for a walk and when I returned I turned on the TV and saw what was happening. I didn't think it was real at first and then a sickening feeling sunk in. Those few days after were sereal(sp). There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about it.
 
I was going to my early morning seminary class. I heard it on the radio. I didn't really know what the twin towers were so I didn't think much of it. It wasn't until one of my classmates came in and told my teacher what had happened and she just sat down. Then I thought, this was very big.
 
i was in my 1st hour they came on the intercom and said to not go to the next class because of the tragic event , we had no idea what she was talkin about til we turned on the tv, omg it was horrid
 
:bazooka: I t was my day off and I had just gotton up. Sitting in recliner drinking coffee and saw the second plane hit the tower. I was shocked and angry all at her same time wanted to go bomb sombody.
 
I also remember feeling helpless that day. I couldn't sleep and worried about everything. How many of you had a escape plan or thought of one. I looked at everyone different and started paying more attention to everything. I didn't stray far from home and kept the kids close by. I live so close to Fort Knox that I was worried and glad at the same time. I can almost see the Gold Valut from my house! What was weird to me was no planes. Where we are planes are always flying over or by. For weeks no planes were in the air. When they did start, I just cringed everytime I heard one. Fort Knox closed the post and traffic was backed up for hours to get into work. I will always remember the feelings I had that day and for many weeks after that. My youngest daughter's birthday is Sept. 12th but we had already had her b-day party the week before. I just kept looking at them and thinking their world had changed forever.:(
 
I was asleep in bed and I woke up to get ready for school, after I showed my mom told me that two planes had crashed into the wtc. I didn't think much of it and got on the bus and went to school. I didn't realy know what had happened until I got to 1st period and we turned on CNN. Thats pretty much all I did all day during class.
 
I was at work. A co-worker came in and said that a plane had crashed into the WTC...I was thinking small Cessna type and didn't really pay any mind to her comment. Then we got word another plane had hit and everyone headed to a nearby conference room to turn on CNN and see what the heck was going on. We were all glued to that tv set in a state of shock and horror and disbelief watching it all unfold. The company president excused us from work for the rest of the day if we wished. Most everyone went home to be with family and loved ones. Working for a defense contractor, we were all wondering if our building would be a target; no one really knew what would come next.

I was very grateful to have the board and the chat room here to go to in the evenings following the 11th...it helped being able to talk with others while we were watching CNN and other news outlets.
 
I was in my 1st block class. electricite i belive. and we heard about and turned on the tv and just set and watched.:(
 
I had gotten off work at about 7 o'clock in the morning on 9/11 usually i stay up for a while before going to bed but not on that day. I went straight to bed leaving the TV on. At about 9:30-10 o'clock i heard some strange comotions on the tv and went to check it out. I truly believed what i saw was a clip for a new movie, they were replaying the 2nd plane hitting the WTC. But much to my disbelif it was'nt. So i watch all day trying to pull myself away to sleep again but no such luck. When i went to work that night Wal-Mart tv was carrying CNN live allnight instead of the regular programing. I hadn't planned on taking 9/12 off for my birthday but after what had happened the previous day i just had to as i wasn't really able to cope with the reality of it all. Hopefully this year on Sept 12th i will be able to celebate my BD with a smile on my face instead of tears.
 
I was eating breakfast when my hubby called me from work and told me to turn on the news that the U.S. was being attacked.
 
Originally posted by blhawk97
I had gotten off work at about 7 o'clock in the morning on 9/11 usually i stay up for a while before going to bed but not on that day. I went straight to bed leaving the TV on. At about 9:30-10 o'clock i heard some strange comotions on the tv and went to check it out. I truly believed what i saw was a clip for a new movie, they were replaying the 2nd plane hitting the WTC. But much to my disbelif it was'nt. So i watch all day trying to pull myself away to sleep again but no such luck. When i went to work that night Wal-Mart tv was carrying CNN live allnight instead of the regular programing. I hadn't planned on taking 9/12 off for my birthday but after what had happened the previous day i just had to as i wasn't really able to cope with the reality of it all. Hopefully this year on Sept 12th i will be able to celebate my BD with a smile on my face instead of tears.
I hope that you have a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY this year!!!!
 
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