Where were you on 9-11?

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Another topic got me thinking about this and I'm sure we all remember where we were and what we were doing when we heard about the attack.

I was sitting at the computer, playing a game that I'd been playing for enough months to become friendly with a lot of other players. Actually we used to "meet" every morning for coffee and a few games. We were a such a closely knit group that if someone wasn't there someone would ask about them.

The TV was on right next to my computer and when the newscast began I started typing what was being said. I'm not sure but I think my first words may have been something like "Oh My God America has been attacked!!!!" At first some people thought I was kidding but as I continued to type what the reporters were saying more and more people turned their TVs on and we shared our shock with one another over the internet. There were people there from other countries too. I particularly remember one Australian saying over and over that she couldn't believe that America was being attacked.

I took a few minutes away from the keyboard to call family and friends and tell them to stop whatever they were doing and turn their TVs on, then went back to my Psychobabble (name of the game) friends. Needless to say, the game had come to an abrupt end and we continued to use the site for hours that day sharing news that was being broadcast in different cities and countrys around the world.

That's what I was doing on 9-11. How about you?
 
I was watching it on the news as it happened. I received a phone call from my daughter to turn it on. Then we watched more of it from the club house after playing a round of golf. Sad day in our history.
 
I was only 7, but I remember my mom picking me up from school and then watching it on TV. I didn't understand what was going on but I vividly remember the images on that screen.
 
I was living in the cellar of the cabin, TV was not on and I was beginning a homeschooling day when a friend called hysterical and I turned on the TV. Needless to say my young son learned alot that day about our crazy world and I spent the morning in tears with the world.
 
I was at my Grandparents, checking in on my way to work. I went in the LR to say by to Gramps, and he was watching GMA. Saw it happen right before our eyes, the second tower hit. I lost a cousin in the pentagon, it was a terriby tragic day for a lot of people.
 
I was at work on a very busy day. One of the guys came to my office door and told me. I went back and watched for about fifteen minutes....it was so hard to take it all in. I went back to work and they said another plane had crashed into the other tower. It was like that all day...work a half hour, watch fifteen minutes. The guys were glued to the tv....I don't think they even went out for lunch.

God Bless those brave firefighters, victims, and their families of such a senseless crime.

God Bless our president and the United States of America.
 
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I was on my way to the office and listening to the radio (some Washington DC "shock jocks"). They broke for news and when they came back, one of the personalities said to the news reporter "I can't believe you didn't mention what happened in NY." Then she said she couldn't beleive she forgot and said a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. I called my Dad (at the office already) to tell him but at that time, I wasn't sure it was even true (some sick joke I wondered), and then as I talked to him, they reported another plane had just hit.

We ended up closing our office for several days and it was just so scary. I sincerely thought we'd have a biological warfare attack because it seems so much easier to pull of than what had already happened. My family all discussed if it did happen (remember, I am quite near DC), we would go to our office we had then in the Shenandoah Valley. I rememember thinking how that would probably happen, and thinking how I wouldn't have any choice but to just open our paddock gates and let the horses "go". I still have this stash of (can't stand to eat them) protein bars that are so stale now yet I will not throw them away. I think of the worst happened, we could live off them a long time since I have a big supply.

For weeks, I remember each time I thought about what happened, it felt like a slap in the face and news all over. Like it hit me fresh each time. It was such an emotional time and maybe even more so with my line of work and so many people in my profession lost their lives in the attack. One entire investment company, Fred Alger, lost almost all their people. People I'd talked to so many times... it was just very hard to accept as real.

Speaking with my clients around that time, a couple had a son who was out west (now I do not remember the state) on some kind of horseback / camping / extremist retreat. He and his companion noticed after awhile, that they hadn't seen any planes over head and as time went on, they became more and more scared. Cell phones didn't work where they were and it was a time before they found out what happened. I can only imagine what I would have feared in thier shoes.

And, I also remember how agressive I felt about the steps we must take to defend our Nation and that for me has not gone away with time.
 
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I was standing in the back room of my place of employement when my manager walked in and said that he had just been at the gas station and they told him what had happened. I remember just standing there thinking it just couldn't be so...

I found a radio and we plugged it in and listened to it the rest of our shift.

I then went out to my dads and he and my sister and I just watched the news the rest of the day. He was upset and I remember thinking back to when I was a little kid looking up to the man I admired....thinking that when he was upset, there was definately something bad going on...boy how true that was.
 
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Just pulled into the gas station and the guy who pulled in behind me said "the towers have been attacked". I had NPR on and THEY HAD NOTHING ON ABOUT IT [i no longer listen to NPR]! I switched over to WOKQ and couldn't believe it. We were getting ready to go to nationals and were supposed to fly out the following morning out of Logan and knew that wasn't going to happen. Everything up here was locked down. We had all kinds of government and state vehicles on the road on each over pass and by every water source. I had never driven as far as Missouri before and had two kids with me. We made it past Lambert just as the first planes were allowed back in the air. We went because I felt what these terrorists wanted us to do was halt everything. I was not going to live in fear and I was not going to let fear shape my kids lives. Linda
 
I was watching GMA when they broke with the news that a plane had hit the Tower. Woke up Hubby and we were watching when the second plane hit the other tower. Then they said a plane had hit the pentagon and we froze. Our nephew is Army Intelligence and spends a great deal of his time at Pentagon. We thought maybe the part hit was not where He works. No! It was ground zero. Quickly called Hubby's sister in Ohio. She was crying cause She could not find out anything. It was a long day til She called back at 7:30pm to say His wife had finally gotten thru. If not for a last minute appt. at his office elsewhere He would have been at ground zero. One of the longest days of our lives.
 
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I'll never forget it. I was teaching Social Studies in a 6th grade classroom. When one is in a classroom it feels like a bubble--nothing else exists for each 40 minute block of time. There was announcement over the loud speaker, which was very unusual for the time of day, and it put teachers on alert. The principal said that the administrators and counselors were coming around with a note for teachers to read. They were to read it themselves, then share it with the class. The note read that the twin towers had been attacked and it was unsure if it was caused by terrorists. I read it to my class, then said "I'd ask if you have any questions, but since I am not able to answer them, let's get back to work." And we did. That was definitely the best decision at the time. But I was unsure what all it entailed until a few hours later when I was done teaching. Once I was filled in at lunch, I started worrying about my kids at a different district. I called my father--who didn't help at all, just said the Bible predicted this would happen and it was the start of the end times. Ugh. NOT what I needed to hear right then. I called home to leave a message for them kids in case they were dismissed early. By the time I got home, they knew more than I did.

I cried on and off for days for the victims, the fear, the unknown. Then, got a grip and moved on. Such a scary and unsettling time that was.
 
I was pulling into the parking lot at work. It was as though time stood still. We were all so scared and could do nothing but watch the internet and listen to the radio. They had also, reported that another building my stepfather worked in may have been hit. I was panicked and tried calling him. I couldn't get him. I just had this feeling of sheer terror. He also, spends time in the pentagon. I just didn't know where he was. My Mom couldn't get through either. He called back thank GOD and said they were being evacuated and that his building had not been hit. I could hear the fighter jets flying around him.

I do remember the amazing support around the world and remembered seeing all the American flags everywhere(cars, houses, buildings). Even remember them being sold out everywhere.

Kim
 
I was in college at the time in my dorm room. I remember I woke up and my one roomie was sitting at her computer and right away when I woke up she said something like New York has been attacked. I couldn't believe it but I knew she wasn't kidding as she's not really the kidding type about things like that. I think we were all in shock that day. Many tears shed for sure....
 
I was working at the Disney Store in Las Vegas. We were goofing around in the stock room and heard something about it on the news, but it didn't sound that serious. A few minutes later, we got the call to evacuate. They closed many of the major attractions in Vegas that day because they were worried they might be targeted. I still had no idea what was going on, but walking through Caesar's Palace to the parking garage the casino was totally empty--everyone was gathered around the TV banks crying. When I actually saw the video of the first plane hitting the tower, I cried too. I sat in my car for hours trying to reach friends in NYC. I finally drove home and stayed there all day, crying with friends and family and watching the news.
 
I was in Middle School (8th grade, seems like forever ago now) in Algebra class when our school principle came in and asked us to turn on the news (it was about 10:30 i think?) and i didnt fully understand what was going on actually, then we were watching TV when the second plain hit. We watched the news in every class, then around 12 my parents picked me up from school, actually allot of kids came home from school that day early.

Came home and watched with mom and dad on TV, i didnt understand how big the situation was until that night
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I was at work. Rushing to land every plane on my scope and scrambling F16s to intercept any target on the scope I was not in communication with and/or refused to land at the nearest airport.

After all that was done, it was very surreal to be monitoring an empty scope, which lasted a few days basically since only air carriers/air taxis could fly after the first day. It will certainly be a day I never forget.
 
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We were at home..........I remember coming down the stairs to see the fellow who was living with us watching TV. He looked up at me and said something like, "The bast*rds have finally attacked us."

I called Larry into the livingroom and we all spent the a good part of the day watching the news. Brianna was about 3 years old, but she saw the news and processed it. A day or two later I remember talking to her about it and told her if she couldn't tell me how she felt, maybe she could draw me a picture. She did. It was an amazing picture and told me what stuck in her memory the most.......It was the people jumping from the buildings.
 
I had just dropped my son off at his school (he was in Kindergarten at the time.) Something delayed me, I don't remember what, but it was after 9 when I sat down for breakfast and turned on the Today show. It took awhile for what I was seeing and hearing to make sense, partly because the people reporting it were still in the process of taking it in themselves. I stared in horror as first one, then the other tower collapsed in a huge cloud of dust. After a bit I went out and found my husband, who was getting ready to go to work. I told him "Well, we've just joined the rest of the world. The World Trade Center towers have been attacked again, and this time, they're down!"

I spent a lot of time watching TV and crying that day. I remember nursing my daughter and thinking, "Baby Girl, what kind of a world have you been born into?" I was also trying to figure out what to tell my son when I went to pick him up. He needed to know what had happened, but I didn't want to scare him. When I collected him, his teacher said, "They haven't been told anything." I thought that was wise, as each child would get the news from the people that knew them best. I told my son " Something really bad happened today. Some bad people took control of some planes, full of people, and flew them into some big buildings, full of people. A lot of people died today, and a whole lot of people are really upset about it." Typical 5-year-old, he wasn't terribly interested, as it didn't directly affect him. A couple of days later, though, he noticed the flags flying at half-staff, and we talked about it some more.

I have a friend who has a boy about my son's age. I knew they were from New York, but hadn't really thought about what that meant for him, until she said something about "his therapist." His mom was taking him to preschool when the first plane hit. This child actually watched the towers fall, the first from the back seat of his mother's friend's car, the second, from his bedroom window. Some of his classmates' parents never came home. A couple of the children were at the preschool for more than a full day before some relative finally turned up to take them. There were a lot of people who were "displaced," this family opened their home to one, as did a number of their neighbors. My friend said there were so many funerals, she quit going to try to save her own sanity. Is it any wonder her son is in therapy?!
 
I was in the Air Force stationed at Beale AFB, CA. I was getting ready to go to my 8am math class. When I went to the chow hall they had the news coverage on the TV's. I went ahead and went to class but during my class, got a call from my supervisor telling me to return to base. For a few months we were working 12 hr shifts 6 and 7 days a week. We had to walk the yards checking for anything suspicious since we were on high alert. They told us to have our bags packed and ready to leave at a moments notice. It was very scary and I would have never joined if I knew that was going to happen. I hadn't even been in a year!

After that, I would cry at random times. I just couldn't believe that so many people had died unexpectedly. What if that had been my family or friends. I have never had something so far away affect me the way 9-11 did. I think a lot of it had to do with me being in the military and hearing about it 24-7. And the thought of going overseas and fighting was just too much. I have the highest respect for those who actually do go over there and fight. When people find out that I have served, I kind of feel guilty when they say "Thank You" because I was here safe and sound. It was very hard times still, but I didn't have to risk my life or even lose it like so many others. I am counting down the months till November 12th this year. I will officially be free! Right now they could call me back if they needed to and that just freaks me out! I pray they leave me alone
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I was talking to my sister and watching Fox news when it happened......we were in shock.
 

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