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Posted on 09/10/2024 6:00:04 PM PDT by luvie
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| I was walking through the house while getting ready for work, when I glanced at the TV, which I don't usually watch. There was a view of the WTC with smoke pouring out the upper floors, and the reporter on Fox News was saying that a plane of some kind had hit the building. There was no panic, just reporting the incident and wondering how it happened and what kind of plane it was. While I stood there, the 2nd plane hit the other tower. My heart nearly stopped and of course, like everyone else, I KNEW that was no accident. I went on to work and everyone was scared and glued to the tiny TV we had in the back room of the store. I worked in the mall, and we finally closed at 1 PM and went home, because it was pretty much empty. Not only did I work in Bush's hometown but his mother-in-law still lived there, and we all feared that Midland, Texas, would be a prime target for people who hated the president. We also found out that the Pentagon had been hit and flight 93 had gone down in PA. For the rest of that day and the rest of the week, I, like the rest of the world, was glued to the TV set, my heart breaking. |
We will never forget!
In my cube when a fellow cube dweller brought my attention to the headline on CNN in his browser...I initially though it was a joke. A TV was rolled in and we watched the collapse live.
I was working in real estate, and it was the morning that we made a tour of all the new listings.
We started off at 9:00 a.m. and by the time we arrived at the first house the residents were glued to their TV watching the events in New York.
The remainder of our tour was canceled and we went back to the office to watch with the rest of the world.
Thank you Bill Clinton for passing on getting Bin Laden several times and then allowing the Saudi terrorists to be here in Virginia for months practicing their task and not only lifting a finger to stop them, AND preventing the bureaucracy from doing its job and investigating them.
Our conference never happened. The Oregon delegation had decided to fly into San Jose, and now the skies were closed, so they never took off. Our California counterparts were at their emergency stations.
I watched the horror unfold on CNN in my motel room. It was strange seeing the skies empty except for fighter planes patrolling the skies.
The trip back to Seattle on the Coast Starlight was the trip from hell. We got stalled on a siding for five hours due to a terrorism scare in Utah that ended up being nothing more than an engineer running past a red block signal. We missed every dispatching window on the Union Pacific and ended up in Seattle 15 hours late. But Amtrak had a full crew ready to serve us in Seattle. The lights of King Street Station never looked more inviting.
Teaching my 6th graders at a Catholic school.
We all forgot since the government decided to start multiple wars with no clear definition of win, they turned out country into a police state yet continue to let terrorists walk amongst us in the name of diversity. Idk if 9/11 was an inside job but everything since 9/12 has been.
Hubs was milking the cows and I was getting the baby read for a well-baby check up. Thought it was going to be a nice normal day on the farm with the new baby. Not.
I happened to be watching when they broke in with the first impact, so within a few minutes.
I was also watching when they easily found ivy league nitwits who couldn’t say that the terrorist were evil ... the ... next ... day.
Watching morning news (probably GMA) pre-taking son to school). Watched both planes be hit. I didn’t know about Fox&Friends then. Unfortunately.
After passing the news to my coworkers, we checked out some other news sources, speculating about how things could have gone so wrong. When the second plane hit the tower we all agreed that the USA was under attack.
I woke up to a voice in my right ear (my Discernment ear) saying, “It’s time to wake up, child...”
So I did. I was planning to meet up with my older brother in Manhattan the next day, because I was getting married that fall and the bro and I were planning a week of drunken debauchery. I stumbled into my living room, logged into AOL and saw some headline about a plane hitting one of the twin towers... I thought, “Dang, I hope that clears up before tomorrow...” and stumbled into the kitchen to make coffee.
Came back with coffee, started IMing my older brother. That’s when I realized it was worse than I thought. Watched the day unfold in my living room.
Ironically, 24 years later, I would apply and work with the TSA for two miserable months. It had such a noble mission, but was filled with low-rent scumbags intent on getting back at whitey (literally). I made one amazing friend, but couldn’t wait to leave.
Went back to teaching and haven’t looked back.
That trip does sound like a nightmare. How long were you stuck in that motel?
Two nights.
I’ve always believed they knew they were here and let them slip through the cracks to get the patriot act passed.
I can’t even remember which channel we were watching at the time. But it was hard to believe what was actually happening before my eyes.
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