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I was in a club meeting before school.
I was listening to Tony Bruno on Fox Sports on the way into work when they started talking about a plane hitting the towers, everyone at work had it on a TV or on their computers. About noonish I left to go to the South Texas Blood Bank to donate and wound up working/volunteering there because the crush of people coming in there was more then they could handle...
I was in a club meeting before school.
I was working in the SAPD Dispatch office.
Rather than re-type it all, I'll quote from here.
http://spurstalk.com/forums/showpost...9&postcount=32
I remember that day so well.
I remember I specifically set my alarm to get me up early so I could go downtown and try out for "The Weakest Link" since I thought it might be fun and I had the day off.
I remember hearing the radio turn on, but not getting up immediately. I remember I had it on the Ticket and Tony Bruno was on...I remember him saying something about being sad and asking people to pray because of the "accident" in New York with a plane crash.
I jumped out of bed and in my normal fashion, turned on my monitor and started trying to browse the news Web sites, but to no avail.
So I ran to the back of my house and turned on the TV only to see the second plane hit the tower and I think I just started shaking and such.
I called my mom's school and asked her if she had seen it and all she said was that they had seen it and that people were just going crazy.
I threw on some clothes and flew to the school and ran in (since they were close to lockdown). I go to the library where she worked and they had the TVs off since the district had sent a message to every school to turn them off. The only problem was teachers and parents kept coming in asking if we knew more, so we got permission to close the blinds in the library and have the TVs on.
We just kept watching and watching the coverage. Eventually, a number of people were hungry so I drove to McDonalds right down the road and bought a bunch of food. They had some black-and-white TV that got ty reception and while I was talking with the manager, she told me she was worried about her kid at the school. I told her that the kids were being restricted from knowing what was going on and that none of the TVs in the classrooms were on.
I grabbed the food and drove back. About 20-30 teachers and staff started eating in the library while we had the coverage on. I distinctly remember having to run and turn a TV off since some of the kids walking by in the hall looked in through a crack in the blinds and having some teacher yell at me for doing it.
I remember snapping back at her, but I don't remember what I specifically said.
About an hour later, they started reporting that blood drives were being started around the city so I decided to drive to the Blood & Tissue center and getting in this HUGE line. They told us the wait time was about 2-3 hours from where I was at, but not one person complained.
About 20-30 minutes later, they came asking for people who wanted to donate platelets, which I normally do. Because I said yes, I got bumped up to the front of the line and was sitting down in 20 minutes.
Usually, you watch movies while you donate, but I asked them to put it on the news. That was about the time they kept replaying the videos of people jumping from the towers. I'm surprised I made it through without being sicker than I already felt.
I also remember getting into a media ethics discussion with my next-seat neighbor, a woman about 30 years old who seemed to love the discussion and had a lot of questions.
I remember finishing up and driving home. Walking in and just sitting there with my parents trying to figure everything out. I will never forget that day.
Cripes, I bet that was a busy day.
Blaze, the center off of 410? I was taking folks information/registration there that day.
Smoking bowls in my apartment.
Yep.
I had a of a time parking and I think they were letting us you some auxiliary parking in the back. Once I got there, it wasn't too long before I got bumped up to aphresis.
At St. Phillip's college on my way to class.
I was stationed at Camp Fuji in Japan, while serving in the Marine Corps. I watched it live on TV while cleaning my room for inspection. Shortly thereafter, my life while in the military changed forever. The way we went about our lives was turned upside down.
When the first plane hit I was at home on my way to school. I was the first person to tell most of my friends. I walked into my first period class early to see my teacher watching TV so she said we could watch a little bit of the news, but things kept happening. So, basically...school. We were supposed to be doing presentations that day. Not too much.
Beezie, who did you work with at Fuji?
Driving my husband to the metro in Silver Spring, MD. He was going to a meeting at the Surgeon General's office at the Pentagon!!!
I worked in the S-6 shop for Gunny Stone and then Gunny Lutz. I worked with West, Hounsell, Airhart, Kleiber. Nguyen...etc. Why?
I was sleeping when the first plane hit. I woke up, turned on Today, saw what was going on and thought I was still sleeping.
The rest of the day was spent working, glued to the TV, and frantically making phone calls and trying to track down my girlfriend -- she was scheduled to fly back from New York that morning.
Though I was in the Philippines at the time, 9/11 is just one of those days you remember exactly were you were at that time.
I just about to leave the office when I read that a plane crashed into one of the towers. I thought it was a cessna or something. Early reports were sparse at the time over the internet. So I went home.
Walking towards the bus stop, my mom told me to hurry home quick because she said it was a commercial jet that crashed into one of the towers.
On the bus my mom told me that another one jet hit the opposing tower. And just before I got off the bus, she told me that both had collapsed.
People on the bus were getting text messages and phone calls about what happened. And they were just dumbstruck in disbelief.
Just curious, not too many Marines on this board.
I remember the most inane details of that day -- I woke up early to beat my fellow fantasy leaguers to the punch in trying to pick up a wide receiver because Ed McCaffrey had suffered a horrendous leg fracture in the Week 1 Monday night game. I even remember that I picked up Darnay Scott (wtf!) to replace McCaffrey.
I then sat on my couch for a few minutes and watched WKRP in Cincinnati, which was then running on TNN.
I remember I looked at the clock somewhere around 8:05 a.m. (after the 2nd hit, which I didn't yet know about) and decided that I should get ready for work, so I headed to the bathroom and turned on my radio. I heard Tony Bruno say something about a plane crashing into the WTC and being struck by the sober tone of his voice. When he said that both towers had been hit, I thought there must be some mistake or that he was talking about the support buildings around the WTC. So I ran back to the TV and turned on CNN to see the gaping hole in WTC 1. I sat in stunned silence and just watched the TV without moving at all. I finally answered the phone when my mother called me in tears; as we talked we saw the first reports about the hit at the Pentagon. It was just surreal, of course. I got off the phone with my mom and called some friends to ensure that they knew what was going on, but never took my eyes off the TV. I decided to start a video tape at some point after WTC 1 collapsed and recorded the next 24 hours of coverage. It's still a shaking thing to watch it.
At home watching an Episode of The West Wing centred on international terrorism. No . When the first plane hit they reported it in a news flash, then finished the episode (it was 10 mins from the end). Then the second plane hit and the world changed forever.
I was actually in a Social Studies class watching the news if you can believe that
I didn't watch TV or listen to the radio when I was got ready, so I left my apartment to walk to class completely oblivious about what had happened. I could see the TV through my neighbors' window and saw something about a plane crash.
"That sucks" was about all the thought I gave to it.
When I got to campus I remember thinking there seemed to be fewer people than normal walking around. My normal morning routine was to check my mail box at the campus center before my first class, but I soon found the campus center to be a packed with people fixated on the TVs at the corners of various walls. Nearby there were ten or twelve people sitting in a circle praying, and a few other people were crying.
After someone explained to me what had happened, I walked in disbelief to my first class, where we had the news projected onto a screen and watched in horror as the towers fell.
I really don't remember much about the rest of the day. I watched a lot of TV. Only two of my classes were held... one because our professor insisted that life must go on as normal or the terrorists win (half of the class had headphones on listening to the radio for updates)... the other because it was simply a great forum to air out our thoughts on the day.
That night me and a buddy got drunk and made an American Flag out of Christmas lights on the front of his house. It was red green and yellow, and it had the wrong number of stripes (and no stars), but that thing stayed up the rest of the year.
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sixth grade, in class, watching everything on t.v. in disbelief, hoping I was experiencing a tragic nightmare.
That summer I had been in NYC and see them up close. And they seemed to be massive and indestructable.
There are just those certain days that remain so vivid in your mind no matter how distant you get from it. When I was a kid, it was the day Challenger exploded; for my parents, it was the day President Kennedy was assassinated; for my grandparents, it was the attack on Pearl Harbor; for someone like ShoogarBear, it's probably the day that fire was discovered.
9/11 is undoubtedly one of those days.
Had a late in to work so I was sleeping. It was 9 o clock on the west coast and my mother ran into my RV waking me up saying "Someone has crashed planes into the world trade center"
At the time, i honestly didn't know anything about them.
Watched the news nonstop for about a week after that.
Nothing seemed to mean much.
Now? IMO the planes flying into the towers should be shown more often reminding the people how it was that day...
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