Geneal
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I was working in a nursing home, and was 30 days away from
Giving birth to my daughter when I saw the TV as I passed through.
I stood in disbelief and horror at the plane hitting the second world trade center.
Here I was with this life inside me, watching the murdering of so many innocent lives.
I was so upset by the events of that day, I had to go home as I started getting contractions.
I will never forget.
Especially the look of dazed shock of people posting fliers looking for their loved ones.
Thanks for posting this. I actually lost track of what day it was.
Hugs,
Geneal
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randibear
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I was working and stopped by the operations center for the federal aviation government. my husband was on duty as an ops officer.
we were all stunned. i started to cry. i knew it was terrorist.
he made the announcement to all our managers and told them it was terrorists.
the faa did a remarkable job of getting all those planes down so quickly. our air traffic controllers worked tirelessly around the clock to ensure everyone was relocated to the nearest airport and all passengers got to safety quickly and efficiently.
i was also working when oklahoma city was bombed. we stood in our conference room and cried.
i can't believe this is all happening in my lifetime.
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map1131
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All of us that were of age to know what was happening that day will NEVER forget Sept 11th. Much like the folks that were of age during the attack on Pearl Harbor.
We are Americans and majority of us have lived our lives without fear of bombs(or jets), except for our brave military of course.
Thanks to all that serve our land.
Pam
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I had just taken my kids to school and was watching Good Morning America while getting ready for work.
When I heard the first tower had fallen, I called my friend, Tanaquil and told her to turn on the TV. While we were on the phone, we both saw the video of the second plane hitting.
We called back and forth all day. I went to work and one of my patients got a call from her boyfriend who worked at Bellvue hospital. He told her that the Pentagon had been hit.
I left work and spent then rest of the day curcling my kids three schools, trying to figure out if I could credibly pick them up or look like a kook. I ran to the store and bought cans and cans of food, batteries, water...thinking it was World War Three in the making.
I went home and waiting, talking on and off all day with tanaquil...I saw a fighter jet fly over my house. I drove to my daughter's school and waiteed... SHe never came out at dismissal time...she had an orthodontist appt that day and expected me to come and sign her out.
I lost a friend from graduate school that day, who was working in the second tower. She left behind her husband and two young sons. She died in oaprt because she went up numerous floors to save some of her employees...she died a real hero.
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Andie333
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We were on the third day of a week-long vacation at the beach. Usually, there's no tv on in the house, but that morning, for some weird reason, I poured a cup of coffee, walked into the living room, turned on the tv.
Just as the first plane hit.
In my mind, that day was marked by dust and darkness, though in actuality, the day was sky-blue dazzling.
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lymednva
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I was still teaching that day. When we found out what had happened our first concern was the children and secondly the families in the community who worked at the Pentagon, including the parents of many students.
Our principal decided it would be best not to tell the kids anything (this was elementary school), but by noon half the school had been checked out by parents.
The older students were beginning to imagine all kinds of things, some as bad as or worse than what had happened. We were finally able to persuade our principal to at least talk to the older students.
She told them about the planes in NYC, and that all the nation's airports had been closed so it couldn't happen again. She didn't mention the Pentagon.
Due to our proximity to DC we had no school the next day. On the following day I learned that the father of one of my former students, who had been working in MD when I had him two years earlier, was actually at the Pentagon, and had stepped away from his desk when the plane hit. Otherwise he would have been killed.
As soon as I heard this I went into his sister's classroom and hugged her. She and I had grown close over the past two years and no words were really necessary.
I think the hardest part of this whole thing for me was watching my son lose his college roommate who was working in one of the twin towers.
My son was not aware of Greg's office location and spent the day trying to reach his cell phone. That night he called his parent's home in NJ and learned he had been in the building.
However at that point there was still hope being held out that survivors would be found. His father was actually one of those posting pictures.
There was a newspaper reporter who followed him for a day to tell his story. At one point they went to his apartment, which he had only recently moved into. My son told me he recognized almost everything in the apartment as things that had been in their dorm rooms.
It was the same day my son faxed them something to read at a vigil they held later in the week for him. They said the highlight of the day was hearing from my son, reading his memories of the happy times they had spent together at Rutgers.
He was an only child. I can't imagine how hard that must have been, and continues to be for them to deal with.
The good part about the day is that it made my son and his now wife aware of each other. They were both teaching at the same school and discovered their NYC connections. The following fall they moved to NYC and continue to live there now.
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