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Hairy Lime

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I had just arrived at work when a coworker said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. We watched the story unfold on his tiny black & white TV. On that little monitor it looked like a small plane had hit the massive WTC. An accident maybe? It wasn't more than 5 minutes later we watched the 2nd plane hit live. At that moment I knew our world had changed.

Word then came that the Pentagon had been hit. Our offices were 3 miles from the Pentagon. I'd driven past it about 15-20 minutes earlier. All of the senior staff for our non-profit were out of town so nobody felt they had the authority to let us go home. We sat in the dining room for nearly 6 hours watching it on TV before someone said we could leave.

I moved to NYC less than a year later.
 
Thank you for the reminder. I was listening to the radio this morning, and they replayed a 4 minute montage of their broadcast 5 years ago. It sent chills down my spine.... I hope we never forget.
 
One of the most priceless things I saw was a story a muslim man was telling recently about a jew who picked up off the ground after he had falling when everyone was running as one of the towers collapsed. The Jew picked him up and said "let's go brother". They never saw each other after that moment.
How things have changed since that moment.
Jason
 
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i was in my sophomore year of high school when it happened. i remember walking into 2nd or 3rd period History of all subjects and it being on tv. it was after the first plane hit. i asked my teacher what happened and he said a plane hit the WTC and i was like "wow what a horrible accident" and no more than getting it out of my mouth i saw the second plane hit, and told my teacher "this wasn't an accident, we're at war." the rest of the class time we sat and watched the tv in dead silence until the first tower collapsed and we all gasped. it was about then, that we changed classes and we weren't allowed to watch the rest of the coverage till we got home because the school felt it was too horrific...

May all those people on the planes, the firefighters, and police officers, port authority, civilians in the WTC, Pentagon, and the heroes of Flight 93 rest in peace. We will never forget you. God Bless America
 
My wife and I were dropping my 1.5 year old son off at daycare in Vista, CA prior to going to work. She had come out of the house and said

"The World Trade Center is being attacked ..."

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I woke up at my house... walked out of the room, and saw the towers on fire on the TV. I didn't know what to think.
 
I was asleep with a hangover. My mom called and I heard a message on my machine saying, "Jason if you're not at the radio station, you need to get there, Somebody attacked the trade towers and the pentagon, and the towers have collapsed. They think 20k-30k people could have been inside. There's still some planes in the air." My car was broken down, so I ran to the station. I got there to listen to this stupid girl bitching about someone parking behind her at the university here. I said, did you hear the twin towers collapsed? She was like "yeah... I could not believe someone parked behind me. that just ruined my day"
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Jason
 
For those at the Pentagon and the plane that hit it.

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For those who were at WTC and the people on the planes

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For those on United 93

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For those firefighters and police and port authority people at Ground Zero

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And for AMERICA

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WE STAND UNITED
 
I was in 8th grade, 10 minutes for the pentagon. My classmates had parents who worked there and in NY. I was in history class when word got out. We sat around (there were 60 in my grade) and listened to the radio until the end of school. I said to myself that we are going to war, and as soon as I old enough I am going into the military. Well, I am old enough and have calmed down a little since then. I won't join the military, but if ever called on, I will surely die for my country without a seconds hesitation. When I got home, I couldn't even talk to my family. I had always been patriotic, but nothing like I am not, post 9/11.

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God Bless America.
 
Remembering what one was doing is very much part of the point in my opinion. By remembering the taste of the cheeseburger you were eating, you are reminded of your emotional state at that time. Its called sensory memory. You have to be affected in some way personally in order to be effected by external events.
Jason
 
I had turned off SportsCenter about five minutes before the first plane hit. I finished getting ready for work and was just locking the front door when a friend and colleague called. She said, "Did you hear about the plane flying into the World Trade Center?" I had not. So I went back into my loft and flipped on the TV just in time to witness the second plane hitting. I, as most of us did, knew instantly what was happening. I left for work, radio on the entire way, of course. Once there, we all gathered in our instantly ironically named war rooms, huddled about the TVs. That's where we watched the towers fall. And that's where most of us stayed for the day.

My mom, of course, called to tell me to go home. While I could understand her anxiety, I seriously doubted that terrorists -- despite their hate of America and capitalism -- would take their vengeance out on Wal-Mart's ad agency. Especially one in a 16-story building in midtown Kansas City. I was more worried about the people we had out on shoots at that moment. They eventually had to rent cars and drive home over the next several days.

I had been in NYC about three weeks before 9/11 presenting work to the Partnership for a Drug-Free America. They're located in the Chrysler Building, so I immediately thought of it and the Empire State Building as additional targets, not to mention the Sears Tower in Chicago. On that brief trip, our approach in was along the skyline, with the Towers rising so far above the rest. I returned to NYC a year or so later and the flight took that same approach. So eerie. So surreal.

I did not, thank God, know anyone who was killed in the attack. I did have friends in the city who had friends that worked at Kantor Fitzgerald, which lost nearly everybody in their WTC office.

I pray we never forget and never stop fighting those that wish to destroy us. How we fight can and should be debated. But I hope the why remains obvious to all.

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I was driving to a 7:30 am class and heard the newswoman start freaking out as I parked my car. I waited until I heard that two planes had hit the WTC and I walked into my sociology class late.

It was a huge seminar style class. I leaned over to the girl next to me and said: the World Trade Center has been hit by terrorists. She gave me a funny look and then went back to her book.

The class went on for two hours and no one said a word. It killed me being the only one who knew. I'm not sure why I didn't say anything - I think that I assumed that if it was real, someone else would have mentioned it.
 
That day was such a deep tragedy for our country and for the whole world. Its consequences go well beyond the deep and grave tragedy of the lives lost on that day. That makes the pain even greater.

I can only imagine how difficult this day is for those who lost loved ones and dear friends. My thoughts are especially with them today.
 
I took my kids to school and Bob and Tom were talking about a plane hitting the a building in New York. I got home and saw the second plane hit. I new it wasn't a accident.
 
I'm enjoying reading all of y'alls stories. My morning was the same as most. But that night I couldn't stand watching anymore of it on TV, so I grabbed my fishing rod and headed out to a stream. Felt like I was watching myself the whole night that I was out. One of those moments I'll never forget in my whole life...looking up at the beautiful evening sky and seeing not one trail of smoke in the air. That's when it felt all-too real to me.
 
I was in bed in So. Cal when the first plane hit. I was woke up with a call from a friend in London and his first words were “New York is being attacked.. it is the end of the world as we know it”… I thought he was joking and I turned on the tv.. Sure enough tower 1 was on fire. I watched the second plane hit.. and the rest of the events unfold.. I remember shaking and pacing.. thinking that if an attack as sophisticated as this is happening then what else will happen today? How can this be happening? Who is behind it and where is our military jets? I had and still have so many questions about the events of that day.

My heart goes out to all the people lost in this tragic event.
 
Mike McNeese said:
I'm enjoying reading all of y'alls stories. My morning was the same as most. But that night I couldn't stand watching anymore of it on TV, so I grabbed my fishing rod and headed out to a stream. Felt like I was watching myself the whole night that I was out. One of those moments I'll never forget in my whole life...looking up at the beautiful evening sky and seeing not one trail of smoke in the air. That's when it felt all-too real to me.
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Mike that made me think back to the days after and all the planes were ground. Here where I live in Central Illinois there must be a fly over path or whatever you call it for jets. They fly so high you can't hear them. But you can see them and the jet stream. After about 2 days the sky was so blue. I would be out riding my Harley and just amazed at how beautiful the blue sky was, but also knowing what horror was going on in NYC.
 
Zim said:
how beautiful the blue sky was, but also knowing what horror was going on in NYC.
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I hear ya, man. I guess I've never felt so helpless in my life...I could do nothing but hope and pray for the heroes, the survivors, and the victims and their families.
 
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