Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning?

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[blackie]

I waiting while my SVT Lightning was being serviced and watched it on TV.

[FrdmLvr]

That was the day my 12 yr. old daughter came down with strep throat, and by Friday, she was in isolation at Mott Children’s Hospital at U of M with meningitis. That was a week to remember. (she did recover and is fine now)

[FrdmLvr]

That was the day my 12 yr. old daughter came down with strep throat, and by Friday, she was in isolation at Mott Children’s Hospital at U of M with meningitis. That was a week to remember. (she did recover and is fine now)

[Vor Lady]

I was teaching my kids at the dining room table when my mother-in-law who lived with us, came out and said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I came in her room just in time to watch the second plane hit. I instantly thought, “We’re under attack.” I immediately called my Marine daughter and son-in-law.

They were in CA and hadn’t heard, but after watching the news for a few minutes, my SIL assumed he’d be called to deploy. I also called my AF daughter who didn’t answer. She later told me that as soon as the government realized what was going on, the bases were closed and she had been assigned to care for some school children at the base school until their parents could be found.

I became more angry as the reports of the Pentagon attack happened and then Flight 93. I guess I thought ‘attack’ because I had read Tom Clancy’s book and that was the method a lone man had used to attack America.

My AF daughter is still working to keep the country safe from the islamofascists. She tells me that she can share the details in 72 years...

[DE50AE]

I was at home in bed still recovering from an illness that had hospitalized me a month prior. My Mother called me to tell me to turn on the television, and to say that we were at war.

Will. Never. Forget.

[Prov3456]

Hi Star. I was co-chair for my son's Boy Scout Bar-B-Que which was to be held the following Saturday. That Tuesday morning, Kelly and I planned to go shopping for food and supplies.

I was finishing up the breakfast dishes and about to turn off the radio when I heard the news about a plane hitting the WTC (first plane). Other than thinking about it as a terrible accident, I confess I was shocked but nothing more. By the time I arrived at Kelly's house to pick her up, the second plane had struck and we both watched the TV in shock. We couldn't move or speak for some time.

The first plane "may have been" an accident, but I KNEW the second one was not. I was angry and aware that America was suddenly at war. We had been attacked, just like Pearl Harbor had been attacked in 1941.

Kelly and I stood watching, dumbfounded, for a while. We did finally go shopping and the troop had its BBQ the following Saturday. I will never forget that day, the people whose lives were taken, the people who fought back (United 93), and the heroism of many who put others ahead of themselves.

I wonder what has happened to America since then. Would we react the same way? Will we give up without a fight next time? I wonder....

[GulfWar1Vet]

I was home recovering from surgery and I turned on the Today Show (didn’t have cable!) and it was just after the first plane hit. I seriously thought it was a movie clip or something,not real.

I had a week until I had to go back to work, so that week was filled being on the computer in chat rooms on AOL. I didn’t know about FR at that time, lol.

It’s been a long 7 seven years.

Will anyone remember 9/11 on the 10th Anniversary?

[MeekMom]

(((Star)))
Thank you for the ping. :(

[TASMANIANRED]

I worked night shift. Had to take my dog to the vet as soon as I got off work.

We got home. I was frying eggs for breakfast and turned the radio on. Heard about the first plane and turned Fox on the TV.

I watched the 2nd plane hit. Never made it to bed that day.

I watched it all.

[visualops]

I was at work in my office with our sales rep, when the office manager came in and said a plane hit the trade center. Several thoughts came to mind- all the people, that it was such an unlikely accident, it seemed impossible, then I was trying to get online but the internet was so slow. I finally did get CNN I think to come up. Then the owner and the sales rep are making some stupid joke because they had a meeting and they made a stupid joke about the guy getting out of the meeting because of the plane hitting the tower. I think at this point the second plane may have hit and while the word terrorism did not come to mind I knew no way it was an accident. Anyway I said to these women my God there’s 50,000 people in those buildings!
The rest of the day was just a blur really. The next thing I remember really well was me and my husband and kids sitting on the couch listening to Tony Snow at the end of his broadcast give this incredibly moving talk and he was crying, and so was I.

[Carlucci]

I was working on the 25th floor of one of the most prominent (from a skyline perspective) buildings in downtown Houston, so I have to confess the pucker factor was pretty high once I learned of the attacks.

I was messing around, wearing my baseball glove, surfing FreeRepublic, when the news broke. I had brought my glove to work because the Astros were playing that evening, and I was going to get to the game early to try to catch a ball during batting practice. To this day, when I put on that glove to play catch with my kids, the memories come flooding back.

I immediately called everyone in my family just to hear their voices. My co-workers gathered around my PC and watched the streaming video with me.

I left work when the first tower fell, and I was on the freeway when the second tower fell. Pounding my fist into the steering wheel, my rage rose so high that I didn’t realize how fast I was speeding. A cop pulled alongside me and gave me a knowing look, then extended his hand with the “cool down” gesture.

I spent the rest of the day at home in a daze, glued to the TV and Freeper comments.

[reagan_fanatic]

I had just pulled into work and was shutting off the key when a report came across about a small commuter plane hitting the World Trade Center. I barely gave it a second thought at that point. The rest of the day was spent in numb disbelief and indescribable anger and horror.

BTW, read this link. It is bone chilling to say the least...

[Tammy8]

I was getting my two younger daughters on the school bus when the report of the first plane hitting the building came on TV. I was watching the report, everyone was so sure it was an accident and then the second plane hit the second building.

I remember my mind took a moment to process what I saw- I thought it was footage from the first plane hitting until I heard the reaction of the reporters. My oldest daughter was away at college and called home a few minutes later- she said “mom are we at war?” I told her- YES and she asked “with who?” I told her I had no idea but we were at war with whoever was responsible. We cried together and prayed together and I told her it would be all right- not knowing if it would be or not.

I went to work and it was a zoo- no one knew what was going on or what to do so we watched TV a while and I went home. My hubby was working out of town and he called and decided to come home. It was just unreal scary and I hope to never see anything like it again.

[Diana in Wisconsin]

I was home that day; it was my day off that week. Saw the first plane hit, and I, too, thought it was just an accident.

When the second plane hit, I called my Husband who was out on a service call. He just said, “I know.”

Calls out East all day long to my cousin who lives in Manhattan; she was OK, Thank God, but had a hard time getting home as did so many others that day.

I’m STILL p*ssed. I STILL want revenge. How DARE they!?!?

Might not be the most mentally healthy place to be, but I don’t care. And I blame The Clintons. Both of them. And I blame Carter.

And I don’t EVER want to see another ‘Rat in the White House EVER again. I’m sick to DEATH (literally) of cleaning up their messes.

[alarm rider]

An AF salute to your daughter (and your Marine daughter and son-in-law), please thank them for their service to our country. Some of us always keep them in our prayers all the time.

Regards,
AR (Former USAF)

[radu]

Thanks for posting the thread. There can’t be too many, imho. I wish we’d had a computer when this all happened. In the years since, FR has been a comfort as we remember those whose lives were lost.
I hardly ever log in these days, so didn’t see this until now. I just posted this on another 9/11 thread, which is why I logged on tonight. :-)

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I’d been up all night (as I always am) and had been asleep only a couple of hours before the attacks began. My hubby had been in the garage working on a car when he heard the news on the radio. He came inside to turn on the TV and see if there was anything about it on the news. Then he woke me up with the words, “Wake up! I think we are at war.”

I got up and stared at the TV in disbelief and horror. There was a blank tape in the VCR, so I grabbed the remote, turned it on, and hit “record”. The VCR recorded non-stop for the next month.

After about an hour or so, we decided to fill the cars up with gas and buy extra groceries, since no one knew what else to expect that day.....or the days to follow.

There have already been a few programs on this week about the attacks on the WTC and the Pentagon, and Flight 93. As I watched them, I felt the same disbelief and horror, and I cried for the families who lost loved ones that day.
And I got angry about the complacency I see in this country. Anyone who thinks attacks such as that won’t happen again is not living in reality.

[singfreedom]

Sorry this is late, but I didn't know this thread existed.)
I was on my way to school, to my class of elementary age multi-handicapped children. My husband, who was working out of town in Reno, NV, phoned me to tell me that a large plane had flown into the WTC. I was stunned, but ran into the school to turn on the TV. My nurse and assistant were already there, so the three of us stood in front of our tiny, nearly antique television (a TV that usually only saw the likes of Barney, Dora Explorer, and Between the Lions) and wept. Throughout the day, other teachers drifted in to watch, and cry, with us.

That evening my husband phoned to tell me that he was coming home and would arrive very late that night. When he finally got off that plane, we just grabbed each other like it had been YEARS! I think we both realized, more clearly than ever, the things that are important and the things that are not. He doesn't work out of town anymore and I retired at the end of that school year.