Remember 9/11
 

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Tomorrow, don't forget to remember our fallen heros from NYFD, NYPD,
NY Port Authority, air crew, passengers and the many civilians we lost.

Do you need a flag to fly tomorrow? Use this one.

.....Kelly :)

Why do ppl keep saying, "Remember 9/11?" As though any of us could possibly forget? (That's not directed at you, navane).

I can't believe it's been so long. I remember that entire day with extreme clarity.

I can't even remember this past Monday in that kind of detail.

I know what you mean.

On the night of September 10, 2001, I was coming home from a meeting. Back then, I usually listened to NPR in the car, but that night, I switched it to the classic rock station. Usually when I do that, I put it back on NPR when I get home, so it's already there when I get in the car in the morning. That night I forgot to do change the station.

When I get in the car in the morning, the music is loud and it's not Morning Edition. I go to push the preset button for NPR when on of my favorite songs started. I'm not sure of the name, but it has "Love that muddy water - hey! Boston! You're my home!" in it - you know the one I mean.

I was so excited to hear that song - I just knew that September 11, 2001 was going to be a good day. Little did I know.

It was also the first day that both my kids were in some sort of school setting (they were 2 and 4 at the time). This was my first day I had a couple of hours just for me. I went out to breakfast, and as I was pulling in to my parking space, the news at the top of the hour (on NPR), 9 AM, came on, reporting what they thought was a small twin engine-type plane crashed into one of the towers at the WTC. I thought that was bad, but not devastating. I then went into the breakfast place when we heard there was another plane - they didn't say what kind.

I went home and turned on CNN. I was so shocked. I went and picked up both my kids. We're in Connecticut, and even though I knew we were okay, I wanted my boys with me. When I got to the schools, no one was aware of what had happened - when I told them, they didn't believe me.

My husband works for a defense aerospace and optics company. He was in vendor meetings all day and was not reachable. Again, I knew he was safe, but I needed to have contact with him. He called a few hours later.

I remember that day clear as a bell. It's our generation's bellwether (as are the Challenger and Columbia explosions, to a lesser extent), just like our parents' generation had "Where were you when JFK was shot."

I will never, ever forget that day.

i agree with catie and honey i remember exactly where i was as well.

I was in 8th gradereligion class and we didn't even do anything in school that day except watch the news after that happened.

I was getting ready for school when I found out. That day marked my being 16 for exactly two weeks, so I was a little excited (but also grumpy because being 16 had sucked so far). I had a club meeting before class so I was rushing my dad. My mom ran out in her underwear, yelling at us to turn on the tv...something about a plane crash and a building. Unfortunately, when I was 16, I was extremely selfish. If it didn't revolve around me, I didn't care. Plus, I was still embarassed about seeing people in their underwear, so I fussed at my mom to go back in her room and put some clothes on. Even though I caught a few glimpses of fire on the TV, I didn't stop to watch because I didn't want to be late to my meeting. It was the African American Student Union, my favorite club. I dragged my dad out the door, but when I got to the room my meeting was in, everyone was silent and staring at the tv. I knew something was up--we'd always begged our teachers to let us watch TV if there was nothing left to do in class, but it'd never been allowed. That's when I found out exactly what happened. I was shocked and scared. The reporter was saying something about "acts of war." War was something we read about in textbooks...something really old people went off on tangents about...it wasn't something that happened anymore. A war couldn't really be coming, could it? The thought terrified me and blew my mind. All my classmates with family in NY were crying and asking people to pray. I went to Catholic school, so we prayed multiple times during the day. If my memory serves me correctly, we had an emergency mass that day. We weren't allowed to donate blood because we were teens...we didn't have any money to buy supplies to give. We all felt so helpless...like little kids even though we were almost adults, we should've been able to do something. All we could do was pray...

I remember waking up seeing it on the TV News. Then being told that "terrorists" hit these locations. Then wondering why would "terrorists" hit building with plane when the Republicans are in office? That was just crazy... Especially with General Colin Powell in the 3rd government position--he KNOWS how to fight wars...

I also remember many of my military friends were hella pissed off about what happened. It was like, they have trained and trained on "readiness" for any attack and they were not allowed to do somethings that they knew about--let's just leave it at that...

Then, it dawned on me, we fell for the gank move, big time...

While we couldn't possibly forget, I'm not sure what other term you would use.

I was at my desk working when a co-worker/friend came by and asked if I could get any AM radio stations in on my radio because a plane had crashed into the WTC and the internet news sites were so jammed nobody could get on them. I couldn't get any stations in at my cubicle so we took my radio over to another co-worker's office where there was better reception. We were listening to coverage when the second plane hit. An adjacent department got a TV up and going by the time the Pentagon was hit and the towers collapsed. I thought it was horrific when they hit the WTC, but when they hit the Pentagon, that was a more chilling fear because it seemed they were trying to take out our government. Plus, there was so much confusion about how many planes were still out there, reports about car/truck bombs near the White House, etc.

If you can bring yourself to watch them, the National Geographic cable channel has been showing a couple very good documentaries, especially Attack on the Pentagon. We really didn't hear that much about the Pentagon attack at the time but this documentary really talks about it in a lot more detail. Be prepared to cry.

ETA: That afternoon, I went down to the little store in our building for a bottle of pop and saw a newspaper from that morning. It said "Michael Jordan to come out of retirement" I remember that so clearly because my first thought when I read it was "that paper came out when the world was still normal"

I had taken the day off because I wasn't feeling well; turned the tv on about 10 or so. Devastating.

9/11 is my mother-in-law's and niece's birthdays.

Sad and happy day.

A chapter sister was working at the Pentagon the day the plane it. Thankfully she was not injured.

I definitely remember that day very clearly.
I was in 7th grade and was in geography class when our principle came in and told us that a plane had hit the WTC and that there was a bomb dropped on the Pentagon. So we had mixed information but didnt know what was really going on. Only the 6th, 7th, and 8th graders knew (I went to a catholic elementary school so it was k-8) so we had to act normal the rest of the day. One of my friends was really scared because her dad works for the FBI and she thought he was supposed to be in Washington DC that day, but he ended up being somewhere else. So I didn't really know what was going on until I had gotten home and saw my dad home. I realized it had to be bad if my dad came home really early from work. My family and I watched the tv all afternoon. It was amazing and scary to watch that footage. You never think anything like that can happen.

I remember they evacuated most of the taller buildings in Chicago and the Federal building where my uncle works. So after that a lot of cities took a precaution that day.

On a lighter note, 2 years ago in my chemistry class we went around and said one thing we remember most that day. The mood was very quiet and sad and me being the jokester decided to say "I remember exactly what I was wearing that day" Some people were amazed and then they asked what I was wearing and I said "A green plaid skirt and a white polo shirt.... the same thing I wore everyday" hehe :)


May we never forget...

Remember and honor the victims and the heroes.

It is NOT the USA's fault.

That day I was giving a test to my 8th grade science students. A girl came in late and said that two planes had smashed into the Twin Towers, another one into the Pentagon, and that there was a fire next to the White House.

I will NEVER forget.

How naive.

I was working in downtown Baltimore...initially we thought it was an accident with a small cessna plane as that weekend before, a small plane has hit another building elsewhere.....and then we watched the rest of the events unfold online...many of us started panicing because we worked next to a gov't building....I remember calling one of my co workers....a doctor on his way to a conference near the pentagon (and also muslim...mind you we still didn't know what happened but it just didn't look good) and told him the first chance he gets to turn around and get home. I remember another friend of mine around 10am and he was trying to get across the brooklyn bridge and then the phone went dead....I remember talking to him aweek later and how he told me that he was late going to work and if he didn't just happen to stop in a coffee shop (lateness be damned) he would have been dead...he lost all of his coworkers that were on the upper floors. I remember also calling friends in DC and freaking out for about 3 days until I could account for everyone.....and luckily no one was hurt...

I was homeschooling my two girls - who were then 11 and 9, so the television wasn't on. My sister came over and said "Have you seen?". I was 7 months pregnant with my eldest son - and I remember watching in disbelief, and wondering what this meant the world would be like for my unborn child.