9-11

I remember where I was and what I was doing when 9-11 happend its just something you dont forget I was in math class when it happend during highschool I actually didnt find out about it till I got to homeroom then I was shocked to hear I was like what my friend was telling me what happend and I never heard of the world trade center I always though it was called the twin towers and when he said someone ran into it with a plane I was shocked and had no idea then we watched the media all day and I watched it for the next week and that was pretty much it.

I was at scool.. came home to find it on the news :/

I was in class. We had just sat down and I was talking to this guy Tim. When a professor came in and said we were to go back home. Tim walked me back to my apartment and we sat and watched the news until the building was evacuated and then the city was evacuated also cause people feared Pittsburgh would be attacked because of our federal buildings.

I was a freshman in college at the time and I had a history class to go to that morning. I had just come downstairs to use the bathroom when I saw my mom watching CNN. Now, when my mom watches CNN in the morning it is usually because something serious is going on somewhere in the world. So, knowing this, I bypassed the bathroom and went in to her bedroom to see what was up. I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked at my mom and she was in tears. At this time, classes were not yet canceled so I went to class. Before I left home the third plane had crashed in PA (the state I live in). I got to class and everyone was staring at the tv screen in the room with open mouths and tears coming down. Nobody knew that another plane had crashed, they were all en route to class so I had to be the one to tell my entire class about the crash in PA. Some of them didn't believe me until they saw it come across the screen. It was horrific to say the least.

I was at home with my kids and boyfriend watching tv. It was my boyfriends birthday and we were just getting ready to go pick up his present. After we saw the attacks we didn't feel much like celebrating anything.

I was getting ready to go to my doctor in two hours and I didn't feel well. I thought, I will watch t.v. for a little while and maybe I will feel better. I turned on channel 49, The Family Channel. I saw this airplane hit a skyscraper and I thought "What a terrible movie." but I continued watching because it was so compelling. Then, another plane hit a skyscraper and I thought, "This is terrible." and changed the channel. But the second cable channel had the same movie and I went to another. I soon realized that all of the channels had the same movie and I turned on regular t.v. Then I became alarmed and heard what sounded like a newscast but kept thinking of that bogus Martian telecast. But the buildings looked familiar. After listening to a few channels I realized something horrible was going on. I was alone and I didn't know what to do but my thoughts went right away to my son, even though he didn't work anywhere near where they said it was happening. Ever since he had worked in the city, every time a manhole collapsed, I thought he was right there. I called and called and called. Nothing worked. Not the cell phone or land line phone. Not his work or his home. And although I knew he worked in a different part of the city, I felt like the whole city was being attacked and he was in danger. It was not until 10:20 a.m. that the telephone rang and it was my son. But his voice was very low and congested and trembly. "Mom" he said. "Did you see what's happening?" I kept saying, "Are you all right? Are you all right?" He said, "Mom, We think Amy was in the building." I intellectualized. I went into denial. I said, "She doesn't work in that building." Actually, I didn't know what building Amy worked in. But I hadn't been worried about Amy because I knew that she worked all over the country, all over the world. I didn't know that she ever worked in that building, or any building in Manhattan for that matter. I wanted to reach out and touch Amy. I wanted to know where she was. I wanted to protect her. Inside of me I screamed, "Please God, let Amy be all right." He said, "She was scheduled to set up the conference in Windows on the World today. We think she was in the building." He was calling from Amy's office one and a half blocks from the World Trade Center. He was with her friends/coworkers, 15 of whom were working in the building with her. He told me that his best friend had called him at his midtown job and said, "Was Amy working at the World Trade Center today?" He rushed to her, getting on one of the working subways. But he went to her office, because that is where he thought she would be. He was standing in front of a plate glass window facing the Towers, watching. I still had the t.v. on. All of a sudden he said, "Wait a minute." I heard screaming, shrieking, wailing from a large group. And I heard my son scream. moan and crying. I saw the Tower crumble like chalk, into itself, and then engulf the area in a billowing cloud, on t.v. I called and called my son. Finally he came back on the phone, crumbling like the Towers into a sea of sobs. "Mom. Mom." They were saying on t.v. that all of lower Manhattan was engulfed in smoke. I said, "Shannon, please get out of the city." He said, "No Mom, if Amy got out somehow, she will come here." He said he would call back later. I sat for hours praying that Amy was all right. Praying that Amy wasn't suffering. Praying that Amy wasn't in the building. And watching the t.v. to see if I could see her in images of the fleeing people, of the numb people wandering around, of the ash encrusted people crying. I wanted to find her and give her back to my son.

Its on weekend you know! I'm busy playing with my children on a picnic spot. After hearing the news we drove to home for viewing the entire scenary through our TV.

I was in middle school, english class.

yaa even i was busy and suddenly saw that twin towers were crashed by planes but hten both towers collapsed.

i was in class (a sophomore in college) and my teacher rushes in with the news and says class is cancelled and we need to call our loved ones

well i was watching T.V when it all happened!!!!

I was taking an employment training course at the local college. It was my second day. The teacher asked everyone on the room where they would go for their next vacation, and I said I would go to NYC. Funny, but a few minutes later someone came running in and told us what happened. My mother was at Zellers, buying a new coffee pot, and she got stuck in the aisle because everyone was watching the TVs in the electronic department.

I was at my obstetrician's office getting my 7 month checkup when i heard it on the radio in the office.

I was recovering from surgery at home. My husband called and said, turn on the TV...so I did, it was before the second plane hit...I remember asking, what movie are you watching? and then gasping as I saw the other plane hit the building and listening in disbelief to my husband say, no Reesie, this is really happening. Then later, I got a call asking for me to volunteer to go and relieve the medical personnel in NY, I said of course I will go...did not mention I was recovering, that did not matter, I was needed....but then the sad call came that we would not be needed, there was nobody to save. It tore my heart out to hear that.

i was watching tv when it became a breaking news..

Our youngest child waas born that morning, just before the attacks began. We are very patriotic in our household, so it was a day filled with very mixed emotions...Lots of tears and sorrow for our countrymen who went through hell that day, and trying to focus on this beautiful new son we held in our arms, wondering just what kind of world he stood to inherit.

fishing for carp at whelford pools. A great day all in all... then i got home.

fishing for carp at whelford pools. A great day all in all... then i got home.

fishing for carp at whelford pools. A great day all in all... then i got home.

fishing for carp at whelford pools. A great day all in all... then i got home.