I was getting ready for work, just finished breakfast and had a few minutes before I had to leave so I turned the news on around 6am pacific & there it was. Had to get to work (body repair man @ GM dealership) as I had cars that had to get done that day. But every chance I got, I checked in for updates. After work I was glued to the TV for the rest of the night.
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I was at primary school. The 2 eldest years were taken into the dining hall and shown the news. The person that decided to to do that deserves a lot of thanks, they knew it was something big and that we should know about it.
I was watching the news when it broke. At first everyone thought that it was an accident. Then as I was watching live, the second plane hit. I sat on the edge of my bed for hours, it was my day off.
I was in band practice at school…our director made us watch instead of practice…which was surprising to us because he took his job very seriously.
I was wondering why my job was closed thought my junkie manager had noded off and forgoten to come in to unlock the place.
I was at work, a guy came in to my office and said that a plane had hit the towers. For the longest time the only news we could get was via the net. Work stopped that day for sure.
Not a good morning to be stoned for sure. I was still in college and I didn’t have a class until 10:30 or so that morning. So, since it was such a nice morning I had been outside on the patio doing a little wake and bake while intermittently studying and drinking coffee. I came inside to have some breakfast and flipped on the tv just a few seconds after the first plane hit the tower. Of course at this time they still thought it was an accident. Then I watched in dismay as the second plane hit. Then all the theories and misinformation started flowing, which only added to my dismay. I was torn between heading to class as scheduled, or grabbing some guns and ammo, MRE’s and my camping gear and heading out to the woods for a while to wait. Eventually I calmed down and decided to head to class. But, I will admit it was the only day I ever brought a pistol with me to school. I left it in the truck of course.
I was in school. We spent most of the rest of the day watching the news after it happened.
It was my last year of high school. So I was in school on that day. I heard people in class began talking about a plane hitting one of the towers (don’t know how they found out about it since we were in class and none of us had access to TV or radio). Due to the lack of information, we thought it was only an accident. Some of us even joked that there would be no TV that night. However, after lunch which was around 1 pm, our English teacher notified us about what really happened. She said she was in no mood of teaching, instead she took out a radio and the whole class just sat and listen to the radio broadcast. As I realized the full scale of the tragedy, it felt really surreal. How could the US be suddenly attacked like that? It sounded like the stuff of movie, not reality. I don’t remember anything much afterward or how I got off from school. The next thing I remember is coming back home, and seeing the smokes coming out of ground zero in a distance (I live in Brooklyn, not that far from Manhattan). There’s another odd thing: I was in Manhattan the night before. I took the subway home that night, as the train was crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, There was this feeling that I should turn around and look at the towers (I had my back turned against it). It was really strong, and I never experienced that before. And then 9/11 happened the next day…it’s so weird…
I was about a year into my first job after graduation from college - thought I had it all figured out man. My boss came by my desk and said he’d heard something on the radio about the first tower being hit - we’d both heard it was an accident, everything was changing every few seconds. There was a large projector screen in the main lobby of the office, and they put CNN up on that - so we all went out there. Just in time to see the second plane hit. That was a real punch in the gut there. I’ll definitely not forget that morning, just how surreal it all seemed. I also remember worrying about my friend from high school who’d moved back to NYC after he graduated - of course I couldn’t call him at the time, but he managed to make it home unharmed. All his friends back here in Oklahoma were relieved to know he made it out OK. I know it still bothers him. I wonder if the folks who were kids then - as apparently some folks here were - have the same kind of memory about 9/11 as I did about the OKC bombing - I was in elementary school when that happened and it scared the hell out of me back then. Terrorism sucks.
I was at the office when my partner walked in and told us the news. Now, I’m sorry to say this but we in SA are quite used to things like this happening. Maybe not on such a large scale but still. In the 60’s our police and the army killed loads of people who stood up against “apartheid”. I served for 18 months as a civilian soldier. We’ve had regular bomb explosions in our cities since the early 80’s, people killed with AK47’s and granates, even in churches. We had the wars against Swapo in Namibia and Angola where we, as civilian soldiers, had to fight. I had my army issued FN automatic rifle with me for 12 years. Wherever I went on holiday, I had to take it with me. We were on “stand by” for years. My three sons all had to do two years of military training and we always feared that they would be sent to the borders for real fighting. So, although we were shocked maybe it did not touch us as badly as it did the rest of the world. One eventually gets used to bad things happening all around you. We live with locked safety gates 24/7. As I sit and type here, all outside doors are locked and all our windows are protected by burglar bars. But the bastards still get in and it’s going from bad to worse. We keep bitches only because the murderers come along with bitches on heat and keep your dog busy while they get in! It’s a daily battle to keep alive and protect your belongings. Bulletproof glass in our cars are as normal as eating breakfast. I’m waiting to see what will happen next year with the soccer world cup circus which will be presented here. Maybe the rest of the world will then be aware of what’s going on here.
Pieter, perhaps give them all some free Nstu. I know it make me settle down.
I had just gotten out of bed, made my way to the computer and did my usual scan of headlines on Yahoo, when I saw the one about the WTC being hit by an airplane. Turned on the TV immediately, just minutes after the second tower had been hit. Very odd and surreal. Called in to work to see if they were even planning to open that day. There are large chunks of time from Sept 11 I’m sure are still embedded in my subconscious.
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The kids were getting ready to go to school and I was getting ready to go to work. I got a call from one of my employees and he told me to turn on the TV. I was like “big deal” but watched for a while anyway. Then the second plane hit and my attitude changed. Being the owner of the company I was torn as to whether we should work or not. My biggest concern was if I should send the kids to school for fear that they would go into lockdown or something. Since they were young I decided it was probably best to send them into school and trusted that they would know best what to say to the kids if anything. We did end up going to work with a late start. We were building a deck and it was very surreal listening to the radio and noticing the quiet plane free skies. The woman who owned the home where we were working came home very distraught. She worked at O’hare airport for United Airlines and was worried something would happen at work so she left. She told us the next day that she was in trouble for leaving work and they wrote her up for insubordination.
I was coming home from work on the second week of my first job after leaving school. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing on the radio. Then I got home and saw the news and fuck me! It took some taking in I can tell you. A very sad day and truly the day the world changed. Stefan
On the 11th of The Ninth I remember it so well I went to collect a kettle from a local shop, the element had blown after only 3 days. On the way back I stopped in a local pub and they had the TV on, but the sound was muted. I just thought it was a crazy film. When I got home I found the reality! Ok, I didn’t like what I could see, but it showed the Americans there is a threat on their mainland. After fighting wars away from home and feeling so safe.
Sad as it truly is, Snuff Head is right, it was an eye-opener for Americans. Terrorist attacks happen quite regularly in other places, and I think many people thought it couldn’t happen here in the states.
I was at home when my wife called from her work to tell me to turn on the TV. I did and not long after the second plane hit. Then the Pentagon was hit and Flight 93 crashed in PA. It was a major shock and I really thought we would be in an all out war with us using nuclear weapons against the terrorists, as soon as we found out who they were. It still pisses me off that we did not find and kill Bin Laden.