Heroes 911

Just talk about heroes.

This was one of those events where most folks remember exactly where they were and how they felt. I was at work, and we stopped what we were doing to watch what was going on on a small B&W TV. We went home early, and just spent most of the rest of the day with the TV on trying to understand why this happened.

It turned out that a former schoolmate of mine was in Tower One. He wasn't someone I was close to, but it brought a bit of a personal impact to the tragedy. Even today, we have trouble understanding what would bring these terrorists to do such a horrible thing.

We should never forget the heroic acts of the emergency responders in New York. And we can't forget the great heroes who prevented the 4th plane from hitting its target.

I was just sat at home. It was a weekend, I think. Seems like the only reason I'd be sat watching TV in...was it the morning or the evening.
But even though I was fairly young back then, I still remember just sitting there, thinking "Oh god....what..? What the...?"

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It was a weekday. I was at work. I remember a salesguy called in, and he spoke in fractured English. He said "The world trade station was hit by an airplane". We thought he said "train station". So we didn't think it was THAT big a deal. A guy was listening to the radio, and the breaking news came across. We spent the most of the day in the sales manager's office, watching a local channel that was accessible via antenna.

Downtown Toronto was a mess of traffic, and some of our technicians were, obviously, stuck in traffic. We had more than one customer say "If your tech doesn't get here soon, I swear to God, I'm flying a (f-ing) plane into your building"

Fortunately, I have had no personal link to the tragedy. My now-wife had a distant relation die there, though.

Thank you, Champion.

A native New Yorker, I was at grad school at the U of Arizona. My mom called early that morning, waking up John and me in an absolute panic. We all spent the day frantically calling friends and family back home to make sure everyone was all right. (I got emails all day from classmates and friends who knew I was from NYC, expressing well wishes and concern for me and mine.)

Family was fine, friends were fine... but then the email went out that evening that a Clanmate of mine (read: coven) was listed as missing in the Pentagon. We waited and prayed and hoped, but it was later confirmed she'd been killed. Our Mabon (Sept 21st) ritual that year was the most somber in the entire Clan's recollection.

The UA built this huge temporary wall that people could post messages on - remembrances, well-wishes, etc. Generally, it was a very positive experience, but the hate that came out from it was ugly. I also remember that several Middle Eastern students had to be evacuated off the UA campus because of threats of violence.

Michelle
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Samuraiko/Dark_Respite

It was a Tuesday...I remember I was in a meeting when one of the secretaries stuck her head in the door and said "a plane hit the WTC"

I figured it was some ******** in a Cessna and wondered why she was bothering us, and we went back to what we were doing. When we came out of the meeting the second plane had hit. We spent pretty much the rest of the day watching it on the TV.

Well, I was sharing an apartment with my brothers at the time. I was working night shift, so I was asleep. My brother came in to wake me up.

First he said "someone bombed the WTC".

At the time, still half-asleep I told my brother "dude, you're watching the History Channel, that happened a couple years ago".

Then I hear "No! This is happening now! Planes are falling outta the sky!"

I spent the rest of the day, till I went in to work, watching the television.

I had an uncle who, by the grace of God, missed a flight to NYC and a meeting in the WTC that day.

I had friends in school in NYC that watched the entire thing happen out a window.

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I was in high school at the time, my mom was driving me in to school the morning it happened. I was in denial of one form or another the whole day. I heard about the first plane about an hour after it happened. My first reaction was that it was pilot error. Unlikely, yes, but possible and not without precident (in 1945 a plane accidently flew into the Empire State Building, so it could've happened again). I remember running into one of my teachers in the halls before school started and telling her what happened, since she hadn't heard about it yet.

Everyone was following what was happening, some of the teachers had set up TVs to follow the news. I'd hear bits and pieces of what was going on, and generally didn't believe any of it at first (high schools are rumor mills, after all). I think the most unbelieveable piece of news was that the towers had collapsed. Buildings like that were supposed to be built to handle emergencies, right? There were building codes for fires and they must've shored up the structure after the bombing in '93, surely the towers wouldn't collapse. But, I guess no one could've anticipated an escalation of that scale.

Ultimately, the whole event carries a certain emotional detatchment for me. I'd never been to New York at the time, and I didn't have any friends or family in the area. The whole thing seemed very far away.

The wave of paranoia afterward was very real to me, though. And it annoyed the hell out of me. It was like Wile E. Coyote after he ran off a cliff, and his legs were still running furiously but he wasn't going anywhere.

I was at work at the time with no easy access to TV or Radio, this was before we had internet access at work as well, so we heard about it from customers and passing people.

Luckily the store next door to us had TV's on display in the window and changed channels and turned the sound up so people could see and hear it.

I remember just being stunned wondering what had happened when the second plane hit and realised it was planned.

Honestly, I can't think of many times in my life I've been as shocked.

Sadly, these inhuman monsters hit the UK not long afterwards. Makes you hope that Karma really does exist.

was sitting in a wal mart eye center, when i got up, i knocked my glasses down, broke the frames in half. and the one guy who worked there could solder the glasses frames together, my usual optometrist would have simply made me get new frames. the worst part is i live in central PA, not a far drive from shanksville, so things got really crazy, i remember a bunch of people's cell phones wouldn't work. When i went to work that night a good friend of mine had called off. there was no real risk, but he just had really bad nerves. at the time there was still a rumor that a carbomb had gone off at the white house too, so i had figured it was the guys who did oklahoma city who pulled this. it took a while to get the rumors sorted.

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I was in 7th grade at the end of my 1st class of the day. At that point, we thought it was pilot error. By 2nd period, we knew something far more sinister was at work (Nemesis plot? Needed some humor).

Also, I'm just going to say this, as it's already happening in another forum I'm on, if you're not going to be disrespectful or plan on posting your consipiracy theories...DON'T. Just don't even post anything.

I was in the 3rd grade when it happened. The teachers wouldn't tell us anything (obviously) but even as an 8-year old it was very clear that something was wrong. The day had a very somber tone, and throughout the day kids were being picked up by their parents. My mom picked me up early and told me what had happened. I was so young, it's still sinking in. Even today it's hard to fathom how anyone would be capable of commiting something, as well as the fact that one event could destroy so many lives that fast.

Yeah it was a tuesday. I was in bed and my friend who was in a courthouse downtown Chicago called me and told me something about terrorist bombing the trade center and he was evaced from the place he was at then. I was half awake and was like yeah whatever(as it was exactly what happened in the lone gunman and was in disbelief and tired.) and tried go back to sleep as it was about 10 am when he called me. I then got a call from my dad he told me a bit more accurate info and I got up and turned on the TV.

I went to work and the Sam's I worked at was a ghosttown. They were playing the news on all the TVs they had out. I really didn't want to be there that day. I worked in the meat department at the time and was cleaning up by myself thinking what heck was going on. I was alone pondering what to do for most the day. I told my sisters to get somewhere safe since I wasn't sure what was going happen next. (particularly my older sister who had her daughter and son on the way who lived closer to the city.)

I actually strongly considered reenlisting after what happened. I was in the Air force back in 1997. I ultimately decided against it as I felt I was needed at home to protect people here. That's where I was.

I was working all morning and when I went to check CNN while I was doing a full build, and CNN wouldn't come up. Then I tried FoxNews and it wouldn't come up either. Same was true with CBS. I simply thought the IT guys were messing with the gateway. I tried CNN one more time and all I got was a garbled page with the headline about the WTC being hit. I thought someone hacked CNN's home page.

So I went to Slashdot to see if they had a story about CNN being hacked and it came up fine with the story and links to news outlets in Canada and the UK which weren't being crushed by all the US traffic. We generally couldn't really get radio reception at our desks. Someone with a boombox they used as a CD player was able to tune in the local AM news channel once we moved it to the conference room (it was along the edge of the building with windows, got better reception). We were all listening with the first tower fell.

We really didn't get a lot of work done the rest of the day. Last time that happened was when we lost Challenger in 1986.

For me, it was nearly midnight Wednesday when the first news came across on late-night television, Australian time. It didn't seem like much at first, but then the first pictures came across the screen, and I knew it was something bad, something horrible.

And then the second plane hit.

I stayed up that entire night as events unfolded and was shocked and stunned. I never felt more helpless also, being so far away. I also remember getting online to the MUX I was playing at the time and there was one person in New Jersey who could see the plumes of smoke from the tower. I spent as long as I could awake calming people as the situation became clear, but I can only imagine the fear people felt seeing that so close and thinking that World War III had broken out.

One of the first times in my life I really genuinely wanted superheroes to be around to help us.


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I had just woke up and got to the Kitchen that morning about the time the Pentagon was hit. What was even more eerie, the Air Traffic controllers who were handling flight 93 when everything wen down are about an Hour west of me. I didnt work driving taxi for at least a week (no passengers because of no planes)

Anyone else seen this picture before?



I get chills each time I look at it.

Michelle
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Samuraiko/Dark_Respite

Never have, but that's.....well I would say it's a good one, but considering what it's about....

My brother's a firefighter....actually I have a number of relatives that are firefighters, so that's probably why it bothers me.

I remember it being a Tuesday, my first day back to work (aboard a Canadian warship) after a few weeks of leave. I walked into the Main Cave (Jr Ranks Mess) in time to watch the 2nd plane hit. I asked a fellow what movie this is and he responded "This is live, man!" I hastily arranged to pick up my kitbags at home before the ship went on lock-down and 10 minutes notice to sail. Two months later I was in the Arabian Sea, MP5 in hand, doing Leadership Interdiction Ops (aka Osama Hunting) with our boarding party.

I was in the Pentagon.

I was on the phone with my wife, talking about how a second plane hit the other tower when all hell broke loose.

Crazy day. I wasn't anywhere near the impact site fortunately. A friend of mine who I had been talking to was a SEAL corpsman (what the Navy calls medics), and I stayed with him till well into the next morning, doing what he told me as we were helping the wounded. He was actually decorated for his actions that day.

I was on business travel for work.
I had flown out the morning before from Dulles to LAX on flight 77.