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Thursday is 9/11

robobxman

Roll me away tonight...
Today is 9/11

Just a quick post to say my prayers go out to those who lost loved ones back in 2001.
 
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I shall never forget that day. Especially the beautiful sunset over Mount Orford,
visible from the University of Sherbrooke campus in the foyer of which I spent
most of the day watching the events on TV. The contrast between the local
peace and the turmoil in NYC was startling.

I never got to see the WTC, I hope I can visit its planned replacement someday.
May the victims rest in peace.
 
Amen. I can't forget because it's a huge part of what motivated my son to join the Army 4 1/2 years ago.
 
i remember watching hours of tv that day- at one point realizing it had gotten dark hours ago and I hadn't even noticed. How long did America talk collectively about nothing but 9/11? Weeks? Months?

The whole thing left me mainly with the feeling that if one wants to change, there's no time like the present- there's no telling how much time we have, might as well make today, right now, a better time and here, wherever that is, a better place.
 
i remember watching hours of tv that day- at one point realizing it had gotten dark hours ago and I hadn't even noticed. How long did America talk collectively about nothing but 9/11? Weeks? Months?

The whole thing left me mainly with the feeling that if one wants to change, there's no time like the present- there's no telling how much time we have, might as well make today, right now, a better time and here, wherever that is, a better place.

Ditto. I also remember the following days when everything was grounded. It was just errily quiet without the usual LAX, John Wayne and Long Beach air traffic about.
 
I remember what a GORGEOUS fall day it was-Beautiful deep blue sky, in such stark contrast to the horrible events unfolding. Reminded me of ANOTHER gorgeous, yet horrible day-November 22 1963.
 
I remember what a GORGEOUS fall day it was-Beautiful deep blue sky, in such stark contrast to the horrible events unfolding. Reminded me of ANOTHER gorgeous, yet horrible day-November 22 1963.

Me too. Never saw the nuns at school cry before. It was fitting that that church/school was "Our Lady of Sorrows".
 
Yes it is now 7 years.
I remember watching the second plane hit. Within a minute I yanked my daughter out of school and we were on the road to family in the far suburbs.
I still remember seeing the towers burning in my rear view and my daughter (8 at the time) turned around in the back seat looking out. We listened to the events continue to unfold on the radio as we drove.
Never forget.
 
I was on the train into Manhattan after voting in the Primary that morning. Evidently someone had e-mailed me that night to see if I was OK and I wrote this back:

Yesterday's e-mail from Seth:
"I got turned away, it seems they ran out of bags, but I'll be back
tomorrow...I saw the whole f u c k i n g thing from the train. We just pulled out
of my station when the first plane hit. I saw the fireball, I saw the smoke.
There was paper floating in the smoke...it looked like bits of silver. Then
we went underground. When we surfaced on the bridge into Manhattan, We saw
the second tower on fire. It must have been just after the second plane hit.
When I got out at 14th street, I heard that the first tower had collapsed.
When I had walked a few blocks on my way to the office, I heard that the
second tower had gone. This is the worst f u c k i n g thing I have ever seen in
my life.
Seth"
 
The Morning Of September 11, 2001

.....I'll never forget it....I got up, showered, fixed a mug of coffee, came downstairs to my system and TV, turned it all on, and began channel-surfing to find something to watch and listen to, as I spent a bit of time online....I went right past the CNN channel with an image of a tall building on fire....I stopped, came back, and learned a commercial airliner had just hit one of the Twin Towers in NYC....I thought, MY GOSH, WHAT A FREAK HAPPENING, I HOPE THE PEOPLE ARE OK IN THE BUILDING....then, right before my very eyes, came the second commercial airliner hitting the second tower telling me the first tower hit was no accident....my chin was then on the floor....before either of the towers came crashing down, came a report that a third airliner had hit The Pentagon....at that point, with my emotions totally engulfed and seemingly paralyzed, with me experiencing a bit of tunnel-vision, I thought, wow, we're at war....what a horrible day for The Homeland....thousands of Americans died that day....here's to their memory.....
 
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This is a minister,' says photographer Larry Towell, 'a black man in a dark suit with a white face mask on. There's a stop light hanging in the midst of nowhere. When we first arrived there was a group of three or four ministers who said to the fire crew: 'We're ministers, do you mind if we say a prayer that no one else will die today?'
 
I was at work where the employee lounge had a TV that seemed to be on all the time so we saw the second plane hit, then later the Pentagon and about the one that crashed in Pennsylvania. Rest softly all.
 
I was out of town teaching a class in the basement of a building and didn't know anything until after lunch. It was horrifying to be away from home. People said we wouldn't be able to get gasoline or get home.

I work with an Iraq War Veteran who was severely injured in Iraq. He is such an incredible sweet kid. Makes it all very real to me.

May this never happen again.
 
I was working at Fort Belvoir on 9/11. That morning I remember hearing U2's "Beautiful Day" on the radio. And it was, so clear and crisp. Remarkably, I was in a meeting when the planes hit, and no one came in to notify us. Back at our offices, people stared blankly at TV screens. The trip home took almost three hours. All the drivers were patient that morning, and compassionate. That day defined sadness for me, and I didn't even know anyone who perished.
 
I was driving to work that day listening to the radio in the car when the announcer stated that the first plane had hit the first tower.

My first thought was that you'd have to be pretty stupid to not see the tower.

At about that time, the second plane hit and I realized that it was no accident... :tears:

God speed and comfort.

Scott
 
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