In London, where I live. It was early afternoon, I had just come back to work from lunch and when I walked into the office, nobody was there. I heard a lot of voices next door in the PR department and went in, they had a tv. It was shocking, disturbing, absolutely awful. We all saw the second tower being hit. I will never forget it, and neither should any other decent human being , who values living in a free country.
At work, in Boston, on the phone with a coworker's boyfried who was in NYC trying to get the flight number she was suppsed to be taking to NYC that morning. At the time they thought it was an accident. i was on the phone with him when I heard, over the phone, the sencond plane hit.
I worked in a trading room for a Wall Street firm so I was at my desk. I had the best view of the TV and was the only one who saw the second plane coming in. O thought it was a small plane going towards the airport until it disappeared and there was a big orange boom.
I will never forget that day. I doubt I am alone here in saying it was the worst day of my life.
I was admitting a patient, the tv was on as I watched the first plane hit the WTC a few minutes later watching while the second plane hit. I remember it like it was yesterday. Still resonates in my mind, oh the sadness. RIP all those souls lost that day and to their family and friends that still feel the pain of the loss daily.
At home in Seattle just waking up to my radio alarm clock. I thought NPR seemed awful chatty that morning, which is not their norm so I turned on the tv. It didn't occur to me right then that the Today show shouldn't be on yet (it was just shy of 6am). At the time, I thought they were showing some new Jim Cameron movie because it was so unbelievable. It wasn't until I watched the second plane hit live that things clicked and I realized something was very very wrong. I immediately called my mom (no matter how old you are, you call your mom in situations like this) and I tried to rationalize that it was early enough on the east coast that not a lot of people would be at work yet. Hoping beyond hope that maybe the buildings were empty. :/
At work when I saw a notice on my computer of 'a plane crashed into the World Trade Center.' Went to the conference room where there was a TV and tuned into CNN. Shocked beyond belief at such an atrocity -- especially after the 2nd plane flew directly into the south tower on live TV. God Bless the Souls. I hope the terrorist are burning in hell.
In the air flying from Fort Lauderdale to Raleigh. Had no idea anything happened nor did anyone say anything when we landed. I got in my rental car turned on news radio (which I never had done previously) and heard the news. Stayed in Raleigh couple days before I got in my rental car and drove back to Fort Lauderdale
I was in a meeting at work. Someone came into the meeting late and told us about the first plane. We all thought it was weird, but assumed it was a small plane and not that big of a deal. The meeting ended, got back to my desk and looked it up. Somehow, I connected to CNN and saw the video - my workmates clustered around as we watched the buildings collapse over and over. It was surreal.
Later, driving home, the dj was playing all peace songs. Someone called and griped that he should play military and patriotic songs. He told them to get their own d**n radio station if they wanted to hear war songs. I never forgot that.
Just arrived at work in the Bay Area. It was the tech boom so we worked a lot of hours, but it was just me and the office mgr there. My husband at the time called me about the first plane. I sad that's a tragedy but I gotta work now. Everyone thought it was an accident. Then 9 phones at empty desks all started ringing. So we turned on the crappy little tv and got the antennae just right to see the second plane hit. 20mins later each coworker came in one by one. Most had no idea yet or walked in crying. Our annual client conference was scheduled for 9/12 so some attendees were trapped for days before getting to go home. Life was never the same after.
In the DC area, but had taken the day off from work to run errands. Of course, all my appointments were cancelled,so I drove home to Maryland from Virginia. I had to drive by the still smoking Pentagon to get home.
At home, watching the Simpsons ( the Rex Banner episode) while having lunch when the news started with an accident. I took the afternoon off because I was hooked when I saw the second/third plane crashing the tower.
I was on vacation in Vancouver. I was supposed to fly home the following day, but ended up stuck in Canada until the 15th due to all the air restrictions.
I was in NY and worked in financial services and lost many colleagues and clients. I really dont like to talk about it anymore. My husband lost colleagues too and he would have died if he had a account signed. Best fail for him ever. NYC and Port Authority were his clients so he and his team of 80+people worked day and night for months getting them back online and getting their docs and ducks in a row. When my boss and i left our safe space after evacuation (we were associated with C-suite executives) i joked that it was a very bad day to stop sniffing glue. It was punchy in a nervous, grieving, sad, punchiness where one is desperate for some relief.
Getting ready to go to my job at the airlines. Still work there now, and fly all the time, but that day I just prayed and prayed for my fellow airline employees and families who were directly affected. Just driving into the airport that morning the weirdest sight was not seeing a single plane in the sky, when you're used to seeing dozens. So scared all day hearing rumors that any aircraft still in the sky would be shot down, it was surreal
maine. I played golf the day before, at my parent's private club at Kennebunk Beach Me. The same time Atta was driving up the Me Turnpike to stay at a hotel in Portland, ME The morning of, I was driving to my first meeting of the day, heard the news of the first crash and cried all the way to my office.
I lived in NYC and worked about a mile from WTC until April 2001 when I transferred to Cleveland. Someone came by to tell me a plane had crashed into one of the towers. I went online but couldn't connect with any news sites, so I emailed a friend. She emailed back almost right away saying she was watching the fire from her midtown office window. I went up to a conference room and turned on the TV -- by that time the second plane had crashed and everyone knew it wasn't an accident. After about an hour I realized that the towers were going to collapse. With all that burning jet fuel so high up I knew they'd never be able to put it out. Thankfully the several people I knew who worked there were all on lower floors or weren't in the building yet, so they all got out.
Sixteen years alter I still can't watch or read about that day. It makes me too angry. I wish I could travel back in time just so I could beat the living shit out of all those fuckers.
Watching the morning news and saw the 2nd plane fly into the 2nd tower. Could not believe it. Took the trolley to jury duty and they released us because another plane was heading out west. Terrible day.
I was at work and someone stood up and yelled, "They just crashed another plane into the second tower!" I didn't see the actual footage until about 9pm that night.
I was working in a telecommunications closet and didn't know what was going on until late in the morning. A secretary told me what was going on and I ran to my office and fired up every livestream from all the networks and watched nonstop for many hours.
I'd just dropped the kids at school and stopped for a coffee. Or what passed as coffee in a town with no Dunkin Donuts, Starbucks, or Wawa. We had moved from NJ to Texas two weeks before, and I spent the morning watching the TV in disbelief and calling friends to check on their safety. Several of them were in the area, none in the buildings.
I thought it was an accident at first too. The clerk at the gas station I stopped at said a plane had flown into the WTC, I figured it must have been a foggy day and a small private plane had flown into the building.
I was probably asleep when it happened. But I found in class in the morning. I was so angry at my classmate for saying something insensitive, i still want to punch the wanker in the face to this day.
Driving my son and a friend to school. On my way home the first tower fell. I used to work in the South tower on 46th floor. Had been in the North tower visiting one month before with my younger son. So many memories there and no words to express the sadness of one of the worst, most horrifying moments in history.
In London, where I live. It was early afternoon, I had just come back to work from lunch and when I walked into the office, nobody was there.
ReplyDeleteI heard a lot of voices next door in the PR department and went in, they had a tv. It was shocking, disturbing, absolutely awful. We all saw the second tower being hit.
I will never forget it, and neither should any other decent human being , who values living in a free country.
At work, in Boston, on the phone with a coworker's boyfried who was in NYC trying to get the flight number she was suppsed to be taking to NYC that morning. At the time they thought it was an accident. i was on the phone with him when I heard, over the phone, the sencond plane hit.
ReplyDeleteI worked in a trading room for a Wall Street firm so I was at my desk. I had the best view of the TV and was the only one who saw the second plane coming in. O thought it was a small plane going towards the airport until it disappeared and there was a big orange boom.
ReplyDeleteI will never forget that day. I doubt I am alone here in saying it was the worst day of my life.
I was admitting a patient, the tv was on as I watched the first plane hit the WTC a few minutes later watching while the second plane hit.
ReplyDeleteI remember it like it was yesterday. Still resonates in my mind, oh the sadness.
RIP all those souls lost that day and to their family and friends that still feel the pain of the loss daily.
At home in Seattle just waking up to my radio alarm clock. I thought NPR seemed awful chatty that morning, which is not their norm so I turned on the tv. It didn't occur to me right then that the Today show shouldn't be on yet (it was just shy of 6am). At the time, I thought they were showing some new Jim Cameron movie because it was so unbelievable. It wasn't until I watched the second plane hit live that things clicked and I realized something was very very wrong. I immediately called my mom (no matter how old you are, you call your mom in situations like this) and I tried to rationalize that it was early enough on the east coast that not a lot of people would be at work yet. Hoping beyond hope that maybe the buildings were empty. :/
ReplyDeleteAt work when I saw a notice on my computer of 'a plane crashed into the World Trade Center.'
ReplyDeleteWent to the conference room where there was a TV and tuned into CNN.
Shocked beyond belief at such an atrocity -- especially after the 2nd plane flew directly into the south tower on live TV.
God Bless the Souls.
I hope the terrorist are burning in hell.
In the air flying from Fort Lauderdale to Raleigh. Had no idea anything happened nor did anyone say anything when we landed. I got in my rental car turned on news radio (which I never had done previously) and heard the news. Stayed in Raleigh couple days before I got in my rental car and drove back to Fort Lauderdale
ReplyDeleteI was in a meeting at work. Someone came into the meeting late and told us about the first plane. We all thought it was weird, but assumed it was a small plane and not that big of a deal. The meeting ended, got back to my desk and looked it up. Somehow, I connected to CNN and saw the video - my workmates clustered around as we watched the buildings collapse over and over. It was surreal.
ReplyDeleteLater, driving home, the dj was playing all peace songs. Someone called and griped that he should play military and patriotic songs. He told them to get their own d**n radio station if they wanted to hear war songs. I never forgot that.
Just arrived at work in the Bay Area. It was the tech boom so we worked a lot of hours, but it was just me and the office mgr there. My husband at the time called me about the first plane. I sad that's a tragedy but I gotta work now. Everyone thought it was an accident. Then 9 phones at empty desks all started ringing. So we turned on the crappy little tv and got the antennae just right to see the second plane hit. 20mins later each coworker came in one by one. Most had no idea yet or walked in crying. Our annual client conference was scheduled for 9/12 so some attendees were trapped for days before getting to go home. Life was never the same after.
ReplyDeleteIn the DC area, but had taken the day off from work to run errands. Of course, all my appointments were cancelled,so I drove home to Maryland from Virginia. I had to drive by the still smoking Pentagon to get home.
ReplyDeleteAt home, watching the Simpsons ( the Rex Banner episode) while having lunch when the news started with an accident. I took the afternoon off because I was hooked when I saw the second/third plane crashing the tower.
ReplyDeleteI was on vacation in Vancouver. I was supposed to fly home the following day, but ended up stuck in Canada until the 15th due to all the air restrictions.
ReplyDeleteI was in NY and worked in financial services and lost many colleagues and clients. I really dont like to talk about it anymore. My husband lost colleagues too and he would have died if he had a account signed. Best fail for him ever. NYC and Port Authority were his clients so he and his team of 80+people worked day and night for months getting them back online and getting their docs and ducks in a row. When my boss and i left our safe space after evacuation (we were associated with C-suite executives) i joked that it was a very bad day to stop sniffing glue. It was punchy in a nervous, grieving, sad, punchiness where one is desperate for some relief.
ReplyDeleteSitting on the highway about 2 miles south of the Pentagon.
ReplyDeleteGetting ready to go to my job at the airlines. Still work there now, and fly all the time, but that day I just prayed and prayed for my fellow airline employees and families who were directly affected. Just driving into the airport that morning the weirdest sight was not seeing a single plane in the sky, when you're used to seeing dozens. So scared all day hearing rumors that any aircraft still in the sky would be shot down, it was surreal
ReplyDeletemaine. I played golf the day before, at my parent's private club at Kennebunk Beach Me. The same time Atta was driving up the Me Turnpike to stay at a hotel in Portland, ME The morning of, I was driving to my first meeting of the day, heard the news of the first crash and cried all the way to my office.
ReplyDeleteAt home and bed. Didn't know what happened till my mom called and woke me up to tell.
ReplyDeleteI lived in NYC and worked about a mile from WTC until April 2001 when I transferred to Cleveland. Someone came by to tell me a plane had crashed into one of the towers. I went online but couldn't connect with any news sites, so I emailed a friend. She emailed back almost right away saying she was watching the fire from her midtown office window. I went up to a conference room and turned on the TV -- by that time the second plane had crashed and everyone knew it wasn't an accident. After about an hour I realized that the towers were going to collapse. With all that burning jet fuel so high up I knew they'd never be able to put it out. Thankfully the several people I knew who worked there were all on lower floors or weren't in the building yet, so they all got out.
ReplyDeleteSixteen years alter I still can't watch or read about that day. It makes me too angry. I wish I could travel back in time just so I could beat the living shit out of all those fuckers.
Watching the morning news and saw the 2nd plane fly into the 2nd tower. Could not believe it. Took the trolley to jury duty and they released us because another plane was heading out west. Terrible day.
ReplyDeleteYou gonna ask the same question every year until the end of time, Enty? I don't like reliving life's horrors, so I don't.
ReplyDeleteI was at work and someone stood up and yelled, "They just crashed another plane into the second tower!" I didn't see the actual footage until about 9pm that night.
ReplyDeleteI was working in a telecommunications closet and didn't know what was going on until late in the morning.
ReplyDeleteA secretary told me what was going on and I ran to my office and fired up every livestream from all the networks and watched nonstop for many hours.
I'd just dropped the kids at school and stopped for a coffee. Or what passed as coffee in a town with no Dunkin Donuts, Starbucks, or Wawa. We had moved from NJ to Texas two weeks before, and I spent the morning watching the TV in disbelief and calling friends to check on their safety. Several of them were in the area, none in the buildings.
ReplyDeleteI thought it was an accident at first too. The clerk at the gas station I stopped at said a plane had flown into the WTC, I figured it must have been a foggy day and a small private plane had flown into the building.
ReplyDeleteDriving down the Jersey Turnpike wondering why the hell there was a gaping hole in one of the towers and there was nothing on the radio about it.
ReplyDeleteI was probably asleep when it happened. But I found in class in the morning. I was so angry at my classmate for saying something insensitive, i still want to punch the wanker in the face to this day.
ReplyDeleteWell it's too soon to forget.
ReplyDeleteDriving my son and a friend to school. On my way home the first tower fell. I used to work in the South tower on 46th floor. Had been in the North tower visiting one month before with my younger son. So many memories there and no words to express the sadness of one of the worst, most horrifying moments in history.
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