Posted on 09/10/2007 6:41:30 PM PDT by Milwaukee_Guy
Might be a good time to revisit how we all heard about the the attack on 9/11 and how we reacted to the darkest day in American history.
What emotions were strongest for you on that day?
How did you find out? Did you stay at work? Did you go Home? Who did you call?
I was on the interstate highway driving to an Army Reserve center to work on tactical radios and night vision equipment. Around 8:55 a.m. I heard on the local AM station that an airplane had flown into one of the WTC towers. Remembering the 1944 incident where a B-25 flying in fog had collided with the Empire State Building, I assumed this too was an accident. Minutes later the talk show host announced that a second airplane had flown into the second WTC tower; he grew very agitated and could go on no longer and turned the local AM show over to network feed.
I arrived at the Reserve armory and ran up and down the hall shouting, “Something terrible has happened, turn on your radios and TVs!!” In the motor sergeant’s office I watched in numb horror as the first tower to be hit imploded on national TV. Two reservists who were making up their weekend drill looked at the TV screen and asked,
“Does this mean we’re going to be activated?”
(I wanted to throttle those two)
Driving back, I thought things are different now.
John Moran—Battalion Chief Moran. His FR nick was “BCM”.
He is listed on the Freeper Memorial Wall—check FR’s homepage-it’s the purple bar near the bottom. Tributes and homepages of those who have passed on are on the Freeper Memorial Wall. Barbara Olsen’s is there as well—our own “BKO”.
After going back and reading the whole thread, I wanted to add something to my post #138.
When the Pentagon was hit, I screamed at the TV asking “Where is the President?”, worried about his safety.
I also wondered why are there still planes flying?
I remember thinking when they make all the planes land, they will hold and question everyone on board and probably catch some bad guys. I was shocked that they let everyone go without questioning.
Did you guys think about that at the time? Or was I just being crazy?
I was in bed. The phone rang just as our alarm was going off. It was our daughter screaming into the phone “ A PLANE has GONE THROUGH THE WORLD TRADE CENTER”...we jumped up, ( I believe it was just after six oclock in the morning in Los Angeles)...
We ran downstairs and turned on the tv, just as the second plane was going through the other tower. My husband said “ OH dear God, something is terribly wrong here”... we were glued to the TV and PHONE the rest of the day, and for weeks afterwards.
I was on the West Coast, getting ready for work, had some news on the tube,, a news flash .. NYC,, Manhattan .. a
plane into one of the towers, the rest is history..
It’s been 6 years since that dreadful day. You NEVER FORGET.
God’s hands and blessings on those who lost loved ones and prayers of comfort in his arms to those who died on that day and in the days and years that followed.
Only one other story was even scarier. I only learned this when this couple got back a couple of days after 9/11.
I found out that the couple who owned my daughter’s dance studio were over the Atlantic on an Air Italia flight inbound to Miami from Rome on 9/11. An hour out of Miami they were told they could not land in Miami and were being diverted north.
The passengers speculated it was bad weather, when they were informed that the flight was -returning- to Rome speculation was rampant. Upon landing at Rome everyone’s cell phones were confiscated, the men and women were put in separate rooms and “detained” for eight hours.
They were compliantly out of communications, tired, hungry and now scared.
The rumor spread amongst the detainees that the US was nuked and their was no place left to land.
Wow!
People often consider the nazis to be the pinnicle of evil...the jugernaught that blitzkrieged accross europe...
The imperial Japanese were well known for their brutality...
Yet we kicked their asses....not with one hand behind our back.....we kicked the living shit out of them were ever and how ever possible.....even in the fact of certain death...
A man who fights to subjugate never fights with the heart of a man who liberates...
We could be doing the same thing now if the surrender monkey’s would STFU and stop giving aid and comfort to our current enemies...
I hate to quote McCain...but it’s true...
This isnt a choice between war and peace...this is a choice between war and something much worse...
WORD.
I was working and they evacuated us and I was lucky enough to get home before 11:00am. Cell phone availability was scarce all day.
Countless friends and co-workers saw the plane flying fast and low and crash into the Pentagon. Another friend had his car windows blown out on Rt 110 in Arlington in front of the Pentagon when the plane hit. He saw the plane fly over his car. A neighbor that was there described how fire trucks passed right near my home on the way, and I was painfully reminded by the lingering burning smell that lasted weeks.
Remembrance Archive: Free Republic Threads From 9-11-01
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/620413/posts
That is such a shame.
My husband had the opposite reaction. He had to travel for business sometime in late October and called his company’s people at American Express on 9/12 to book his flight. He refused to let the terrorists win.
Here's the thread: http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/520262/posts Bin Laden's name first comes up at 9:15 am.
We are all better for you.... May God be with you always. :^)
In the begining, all I heard is that New York and the Pentagon had been attacked, but not how. (I thought it was the Chinese. They seemed like that only country big enough to take us on at the time.) As soon as I saw the news, I put two and two together.
She was a gem.
Thanks for sharing your story.
Never forget.....
I know you're not kidding...but YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING...
It was the morning of her ninth birthday. She stood in awe as the second plane hit. Every year, on the anniversary of 9-11, she gets to see all the "anniversary" stuff on TV, effectively robbing her of the pleasure of an innocent child's birthday. For her, it was a life changing experience.
The kid's a patriot, and a deadly shot.
When we got to Twentynine Palms there was a housing shortage and we were having such a hard time finding a place. We had 24 hours and then we would not even have a room at the hostess house.We found a home, much smaller than we wanted, but we had a huge sense of relief. Life was good. TMO was coming at 8:30 on September 11, 2001.
We woke up early and I was feeding Jack. Because we were driving from North Carolina to Virginia to Chicago to California with two small children, my Mom had bought us a small TV with a VCR built in for the truck. We had that sitting on a camping table. My sister called from Chicago and asked what we were doing. I said I was feeding the baby. She asked if we had a TV. I explained we were watching Dora on tape at the moment and then asked why she had called so early to ask about our viewing choices. She told me that an airplane had hit the World Trade Center. My first thought was that I had a job in North Carolina where, on numerous occasions, I spoke with people that worked in the WTC. I wondered if they were all safe. I also understood the magnitude of what that meant.....how many people worked there and the possibilities of how catastrophic that could be. We turned the TV to a station that had the scene live. Just in time to see the second plane hit. Don had not even checked in yet but he looked at the TV and walked off to the bedroom. He came back with the ironing board and his cammies and started ironing. I remember how terrifying that moment was. To think we had just been attacked HERE, and that my husband wore a uniform that meant he defended us......and that there may be a need to be defended. I looked out our big picture window at the sand and the mountain. How close could you feel to Afghanistan? You’d know if you’d ever been to Twentynine Palms. In just that second our lives changed. My husband’s training had a very real purpose. We should remember that fear a little every day. We should support those that continue to keep us safe. Firefighters, police officers, our military. God bless them and keep them safe.
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