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Posted on 09/10/2019 5:59:52 PM PDT by luvie
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I began following Drudge, FR and Frontpage pretty heavily for the next few months. One thread on FR, I forget which one, had two posts I will always remember. The topic was Saudi Arabia. Someone asked: "I don't understand. Are they with us or the terrorists?"
The response was: "Neither. They are the terrorists".
I was getting ready to go to the library when I walked into the living room with my bag of books and glanced at the tv. That was when the second plane hit.
That was also the week that I found Free Republic.
I was with an instructor at the time and heard the word over the radio.
Hi ma! Hi everybody.
I haven’t forgotten and I never will. I still cry like a baby remembering what happened 18 years ago today.
I was just waking p to go to work. I lived not too far down the road from LUV W at the time. My mom called me and told me to turn on the TV that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. I flipped on the news to Fox saw the smoke and my first thought was that someone at La Guardia was gonna get fired.
While Jon Scott is talking with someone about the crash...I see the second plane hit the South Tower. “That’s no accident that’s an attack” is what I said to myself as I quickly got dressed and sped down I-20 to work.
The radio station group I worked for has switched all 5 stations to the AM station which was broadcasting live updates from AP Radio News. That’s when I heard AP Reporter Ron Fournier’s voice crack as he said that a plane had just hit the Pentagon.
I went racing into my station with my Alert Roster (I was in the National Guard) in my hand. My General Manager (a former Force Recon Marine) asked me as I came in the door “are you gonna have to go?” I told him I didn’t kno yet I had to call in and see. He told me “if you have to leave just go don’t worry about the time off I’ll cover it.”
I remember on 9/11 leaving wife’s house (we were just dating at the time) and looking towards downtown about 11pm on 9/11 and for the first time in my life seeing the whole of the Midland skyline shrouded in darkness. That’s when the reality and the gravity of the situation we were facing that day really began to set in with me. I didn’t sleep a wink that night...I just kept replaying what had transpired that day over and over in my head.
A month later I was on State Active Duty in Austin when the first NG soldiers started patrolling Bergstrom Airport and the bombing campaign in Afghanistan began.
You were so close! I’m surprised you didn’t hear the explosion. I’m so glad they didn’t hit your place of work.
My kids were in a charter school in Midland at the time and I vividly remember a Midland County Sheriffs Deputy cruiser parked in front of the school deputy inside...car running...guarding those kids...my kids.
How scared you must have been. I know that your 18-year old knows and understands what happened that day.
I imagine that it was a nightmare of a day for you...as it was for all of us.
Yes I always say that but on 09/12/01.....
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No...but will do if I can find it. Thanks for the reminder. I’m glad you and your mom were “together” when you watched the atrocity unfold.
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 Workers at Ground Zero in New York dedicate a cross found amidst rubble of the World Trade Center. Laborer Frank Silecchia found the cross two days after the collapse of the twin towers. The cross was from World Trade tower One, and was found in World Trade building Six. NEW YORK, Oct. 10 — ``Some people will say it's velocity or physics that put it there. To me it's an act of God,'' said Silecchia, who cried for 20 minutes after his discovery. Silecchia, a Christian, found several crosses standing upright in the smoldering wreckage three days after the attack. They were crossbeams that had fallen from the top of the collapsing north tower and landed in an unusual position. Believing them to be a sign from God, Silecchia dubbed the area "God's House," and led distraught rescue workers there to pray. Word spread as priests and pastors ministering on the site encountered the structures, and told others how startling they appeared. Silecchia led Father Jordan to the site two Sundays ago. "It was astounding," Jordan said. "When he showed it to me, I was an instant believer." Silecchia told the priest that the crosses should be saved for a permanent memorial. Jordan agreed, and contacted Deputy Mayor Joseph Lhota to make arrangements. The most significant of the crosses was removed from the wreckage, affixed by ironworkers to a permanent base, then placed on the high walkway over West Street. Yesterday, some 300 people gathered there for prayer and reflection. Firefighters came. Police officers came. Construction workers, rescue personnel, Port Authority officers and others - all gathered at the foot of the 20-foot-tall cross to watch Father Brian Jordan, a Franciscan friar, bless the cross and pray for "the healing mercy of God on all Americans." ``Behold the glory of the cross at ground zero,'' Jordan said. ``This is our symbol of hope, our symbol of faith, our symbol of healing.'' The workers prayed and sang God Bless America together before returning to work. A teary-eyed firefighter said the cross helped him overcome his anger. "We thought the devil was here, but with this cross, we know God is here," the firefighter said. BibleNetworkNews.com |
‘Cuz you sneaky! WooHoo!
I understand your apprehension. I flew to CA to visit my son a week after and it was quite scary. Of course, they had begun to initiate the securities at the airports and that didn’t help.
When I got to CA, there were flags and “God Bless America”s everywhere. I have never seen since then such patriotism in that state.
Thank-you and God Bless!
The world stopped.
I live in Northern NJ -— about 12 miles from the city. I was working for a candidate who was running for Governor, and it was my duty to open the office before 8AM each day, When I got out of my car in the parking lot, I looked up at the sky just as a commercial plane was flying by (not one of the planes involved.) I remember thinking what a lovely day to be flying. Then went in the office and as others came in, the first plane hit. One of the volunteers had a family member in one of the towers, but he said the family member called him that he was OK. And then the building fell.
So many sad stories.
What a story! I imagine you remember every step of that walk, every conversation and the feel of the ash on your body.
Thank you, LUV. God is with us.
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