Where were you?

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Got this idea from another forum.

Because the third anniversary is coming soon, where were you the morning of September 11, 2001?

It was my senior year of high school, First period, I walked into my AP government class and saw replay's of the planes crashing into the WTC on the TV.
 
i was actually sent home from work at the golf course early that day because of torrential rain. i came home, and my friend immediately im'd me and told me to turn on the news, and it was shortly after the first plane hit.

i then sat there totally fixated on msnbc for the next 24hrs. watched the second plane hit, the pentagon attack, the fourth that missed, the collapse of one, then the other...oh man...it was so surreal.


i still think about it on the 11th. it's so ****** up, yet so tragic for our time. its still hard to believe and swallow it all.
 
i was asleep. i worked the graveyard shift. my older brother woke me up and was like dude wake up, some people are attacking the US. i woke up and saw when the second airplane hit and everything after that. very sad. i still could not beleive it. i got to work late. the following day one of my bestfriends was called in by the marines.
 
I think we had this thread last year, I could be wrong.

I was at my old job sitting at my desk when someone in the break room came running over saying a few planes got hijacked. Then a few minutes later, everyone was gathering in the break room area and we were seeing pictures of the first tower getting hit, then the second... by then EVERYONE was in the break area - about 50+ employees and that was just the 3rd floor (there were employees everywhere gathering near TV's and watching on their monitors at their desk, we had several hundred employees). After the collapse, there were cries and hugging and lots of gasps. I had been keeping up with the world and I said yup, bastard Bin Laden got us. Lady next to me never even heard of his name... until the next day. She said she hated that I was right. Our office was kinda out of sorts for a few months after that. Kind of a mourning period. Still doesnt feel the same when the anniversay comes up no matter where you are. Especially when there are people in the arab countries that rejoice about it. Makes me ticked and wanna go on a bombing run.
 
I was at work listening to Howard Stern when the first reports came in, everyone though it was a hoax , that a plane hit the WTC, then they thought it was an accident cause they said a "commuter" plane like a small cessna, then all at once it was confirmed it was a jet , right about the time the 2nd one hit...
so I got to hear what was happening live from NY right hewre in NC, then the rest of the day was mad cause of MCAS Chery Point an Camp Lejeune tightenin down right here close by
 
at work, in a warehouse...

the entire work-line stopped (300 people) and everybody listened to radios and watched TVs for 4-5 hours
 
I just want to say I think about the whole United States stopped when we all heard what happened.



BTW, when do we get our sweet revenge?
 
i was driving to school, racing my friends mustang in my z28 (we got bored on the way to school alot) and i think he musta had the same station on the radio, when they said the first plane hit we both stopped and went 5 under the speed limit fixated on our radios then the tv's at school when we got there.
 
Ironically, I was at a 7-11 getting coffee and the paper ..... the clerk told me about it... he was nearly in tears in panic .... He kept sayin " Oh my God... why ... why .... My Family ... why" over and over again.

He was Arabic

He had family members working IN the WTC
 
I was already Active Duty US Air Force working a normal day. we get to the worksite and get a call over the radio. "Hey, a plane just crashed into the WTC. Ya'll busy?"

We replyed over the radio and returned to the shop where the rest of the crew were glued to the TV. I saw the second plane hit and no one left the shop for the rest of the day (except for lunch).

On that same day, though.. there was a point where we COULDN'T leave the base. Remember when the President made his press conference from Barksdale AFB 'Live?' well, it wasn't live. it was a few hours prior.. and he make that conference from the same building I was working in.

Kind of interesting..

something else was happening at Barksdale prior to the incident, that scared the s*** out of me and most of the people who had information about it. But I can't say anything else about it.
 
It was night time in sydney.

I was surfing the net with the radio in the background. Then they had a news flash that a plane crashed into one of the towers. Rushed out and switched t.v on.
 
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I was on the loading dock ladder at work when I first heard some detail about it. I was on my way to Phillips Exeter Academy to do some programming work. We heard the rest o the details in the van on the way.
 
I had just gotten to work(6amPST), and being that I work in grocery stores all day, and my boss was a slave driver, I didn't get a chance to see any of the coverage until I got home that afternoon.
Kinda weird coincidence...3 years ago, on Sept 9th, me and my girlfriend(Ashley) of almost 2 years had broken up. This year after dating a girl(also named Ashley) for about the same amount of time, broke up yesterday, Sept. 8th...What a way for me to remeber...
 
We were in my dorm room (Seton Hall University) and got a phone call about a plane hitting the towers -- instantaly the TV went on and found out it was an airline -- we went up to the 7th floor and looked out at the towers (15 miles away) and watched it happen in front of us - everyone was crying since most kids at the school live in the area and have friends/family there - needless to say classes were cancelled and everyone sat in front of the tvs that day

Pe@ce
 
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sr. year in high skool first period waitin for journalism....and tryin to sleep..some kids came in late sayin turn on the tv and teacher told him to shut the hell up and sit down...it was funny cause thats how the teacher was then we turned it on and stoped the laughter...sad day but we stayed the whole day
 
i just had this discussion with my soldiers this morning...i had them take turns telling where they were so that they appreciate what we are fighting for. people love to forget what happened that day.

i was active duty, with my unit for just shy of a month. i got to the wash rack where i was working at the time (the wash rack is a duty that every unit on fort sill rotates to, where you use high powered cannons to wash the tracked and wheeled vehicles coming back from the field) and everyone was up in arms about it. i ran home and got my small 13" tv and brought it back to the wash rack where we watched the news for about two hours. our brigade had a formation (damn near 1200+ soldiers)...we were told we have two hours to get everything military we own and get our asses back. we drew our weapons and ammunition, and locked down fort sill. since we had the wash rack and other "red cycle" details similar in nature, all of those details were shut down and our battalion did all of the quick reactionary force and gate guard duties for ten days. we didnt see our families or take showers, and we were ready within 15 minutes to fly out of the army airfield to anywhere as infantryman, or 48 hours with all of our equipment. we were on the scene to any incident on fort sill within 3-5 minutes with all rifles, .50 machine guns, mk19 automatic grenade launchers, and other weapons and equipment.

all in all, for a brand new soldier, it was pretty unerving to realize what i had gotten into by joining the army, but at the same time exhilirating. i volunteered with every unit on post to try to get depolyed, but no one from fort sill deployed until OIF.
 
It was in 10th grade. I was in second period, Humanities 1. The principal came over the intercom and explained what had happened and told everyone to turn the TVs on. Well our hippie-wanna-be-teacher said it didn't effect us and went on teaching... never even turned on the TV.
 

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