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9/11/2014 10:15pm
I remember I was sleeping and my wife woke me up and said that terrorist were attacking America and flying a plane into the WTC. I thought to myself, "she's silly, it's just a plane crashing." Then I got up and and shortly afterwards another plane flew into the WTC.
RIP to all who lost their lives on that day.
RIP to all who lost their lives on that day.
Seriously, a terrible time I will never forget. Prayers for the families that lost loved ones, and the dead innocents that did nothing but go to work that day with the thought of getting through the day and returning home.
The Shop
Ignoring the political side of everything, some of the coolest shows of humanity were put on display that day. It's the stories you hear of people going in to save others that restores your faith that there are good people to be found still.
My very good friend Steve died that day. He was a Port Authority Policeman. Off Duty and in NJ when the first plane hit, starting his first day off the beat and as instructor at the Police Academy in Jersey City. He rushed across on the ferry and rushed to help. Was last seen entering Tower 2, they never found his remains. His son Liam just graduated last month from the Police Academy.
We were all really nervous because at first all of the planes in the air at the time coming from Asia were going to diverted to Edwards AFB. Not knowing WTF was going on didn't make us feel to comfortable with that decision. I think they all ended up going to Canada, or most of them.
Since then life in the military was changed forever. I'm retired now but work on a base so I still see/feel it daily.
About the only good thing was being able to spend the next 5 hours taking it in. It was awfully odd finally coming out and no planes in the sky being they pretty much take off and fly over Mission Bay.
One last thing. Is it true that the National Broadcasting System finally did take over the airwaves, after years of hearing their interruptions saying, "This is a test, had it been an actual emergency you would have been instructed to bla...bla...bla."
I was in 5th grade. I remember going to music class early that morning and my music teacher telling me something horrible had happened, but didn't tell us what it was. We didn't really do anything but talk amongst ourselves that class. When we got back to our homeroom, my 5th grade teacher told us that our country had been attacked and that two planes had flown into the World Trade Center. We weren't really old enough to understand what that meant, but the somber mood of every teacher in the building made me understand this was major. The entire day we didn't really do anything. Some students had their parents pick them up. My mom picked me up when school was out and I could tell she had been crying. We went home and watched the news until I went to sleep. She was very sad and that rubbed off on me, even though I didn't fully understand the severity of it all. I remember everyone freaking out about gas prices and going to fill up their tanks. The thing I think that stood out the most to me though was the next few days where there was absolutely nothing in the sky. I guess you are just used to the noise of a jet or the several white streaks in the sky, but when there's no noises at all up there and no white streaks, that's eerie, even to a 5th grader.
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