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9-11

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    Some awesome replies in here. I was living in Daytona at the time. I had flown home the previous day. I went to work on a big auto mall my father in laws company was doing framing and stucco on.

    I was three stories up, breaking down scaffolding on the outside. I could see people gathered around the radio and didn't pay it much mind. After the second plane hit, my buddy waived for me to come down. Obviously the rest of the day was surreal, but more so for me. It felt to me like we must have looked like people during WWII gathered around the radio.

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  • I was on R&R just back from a deployment to of all places Saudi Arabia. I was driving back from McDonalds and heard Johnboy and billy report that NYC was being attacked by airplanes. Having been in the AF for 7 yrs at that point it didn't make much sense and figured I had tuned in the middle of some bad attempt at humor and changed the channel. Got home flipped on SC, and watched the news until I got recalled later that day. Ironically a few from my deployment team landed back in Columbia, on a flight from JFK, about 30 minutes before the first tower was hit. Finally got to go to Afghanistan in 07, 45,000 EKIA while we were there FTW.

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  • Downtown ATL in old bellsouth tower. Had a bunch of conf calls and remember coming out of my office and seeing a bunch of people gathered around my admin assistants desk listening to the radio of the planes flying into the towers. Was like what the heck? Ended up leaving early to pick up my son from daycare as schools were closing early Will never forget that day.

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  • Yea i am always interested in reading peoples stories about that day.

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  • In court. For some reason I had forgotten to turn off my cell phone. Thankfully, we were in recess. My sister called and asked if I was watching TV. While she was talking to me, describing what had happened, the second plane struck. Everyone else in the courtroom was oblivious. I remember having an almost out-of-body experience watching people going about their business while listening to my sister basically telling me that the world as we knew it then was changing in an inexplicable and irreversible way.

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  • I was in Raleigh at a client's site and was checking posts on the most popular USC board at the time (much like this one). After a few minutes, I noticed a new post that was posted by a member of the board that read "Plane runs into WT Center". The client had a TV in the break room and we went and watched as the 2nd one hit, and then like everyone else, knew immediately that it was a terrorist attack. Then we watched the towers fall. I remember that I tried to fill up with gas later that day and quickly realized that no one was taking credit cards...and no one did up there for a day or so.

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  • I was in 5th grade at Leaphart Elementary. I remember one kid came back from the bathroom and said some nonsense about two towers. To be honest with you, my initial thought was about Lord of the Rings. I put it out of my mind because he sounded like he had no idea what he was talking about. Most 5th graders don't.

    About 10-20 minutes later, my teacher somehow found out about what had happened and we turned on the TVs. This must have been early on, as I remember watching the second tower get hit, and then word trickling in about the Pentagon and Flight 93. Pretty shortly after, the school tried to get us to stop watching, but my teacher kept the TV on for a while after that. Most of my classmates were pretty oblivious as to what was going on, but I was mature enough to grasp the enormity of the situation.

    A weird sidenote, I was in NY just after Christmas that year and remember riding the subway right through the Ground Zero station. It was still closed off, and just enough debris had been cleared to allow the train through, and riding through thinking about the enormity of the damage was pretty chilling.

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  • Of all people to start an OT post and it not be in the Barnyard.... I kid, I kid(sorta).

    Interesting read.

    I was in skipping class, trying to sleep off a long night, in my car and listening to the radio. Heard the news break, went to a friends house and watched the rest all day.

  • At Oconee Nuclear Station.....working. I remember thinking I don't believe someone would do such a horrendous thing to innocent people. My next thought was we will make them pay for what they have done.

  • Boarding a plane at LaGuardia. Fisrt tower had already been hit. Second tower was hit approximtely 45 seconds after we passed lower Manhattan. Guy sitting across the isle and I were looking out of the window on my side because he was trying to figure what tower had been hit (he was supposed to be married at Windows on the World thtree weeks later). We were required to land in Norfolk (supposed to be direct to Charleston).

    Duck's story is much more up close and personal. I am really sorry for all of the losses you suffered.

    The only thing in your story, Duck, I would correct (not to be a dickhead) is that this actually occurred on a Tuesday morning. The day it occurred was supposed to be the day of the NYC mayor's election (Bloomberg's first race). I had been in meetings Monday morning at Standard & Poors and Monday afternoon at Moodys. I have always wondered what might have been had these assholes decided Monday was the day rather than Tuesday (my meeting at Standard & Poors started at 9:00 a.m. that Monday morning in a conference room on the 55th floor directly facing the twin towers).

    Horrible day and one that brings tears to my eyes each year when I think about all of the loss and, particularly, the children who have grown up not knowing a mother or a father.

    Having been born after Kennedy was assasinated and being less than one when RFK and MLK, Jr. were assasinated, the Ronald Regan shooting, Challenger explosion and 9/11 are my "where were you when" moments. I hope never to add another to the list.

  • I was working at 49th St. & 8th avenue at the time (World Wide Plaza), a 50 story office building on the west side of Manhattan. As I walked into the elevator in the morning, a woman got on and said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. My immediately thought was a small commuter or personal plane, and I was concerned that it may have bounced off and hit folks on the street (I remember my Dad telling me about a plane that hit the Empire State Building back in the 1940's). When I got up to my floor, a few people had the news on their tvs, and we could see some smoke coming out of the building, but no one really knew much. I went down to the cafeteria to get some breakfast, and again, as I was stepping into the elevator to go back up to my floor, a woman got on and said a second plane had hit the towers.

    It was pretty clear then that we were "under attack". All sorts of rumors started swirling, of how many planes were in the air, how many had been hijacked and one where they were targeting "tall buildings on the west side". Folks were frantically trying to track down family, friends, loved ones, but phone service was slammed and if you could get through, you shared what you could about who was where, who had heard from whom and who you could not get in touch with. Hearing a simple “so & so is safe” was incredible relief; hearing “no one has heard from so & so” was part measured panic, part hope. After meeting/discussing/gathering information internally, we decided to send people home and started evacuating the office. Of course, train service was disrupted, boats out of Manhattan were packed and people were fearful of going across the bridges, lest they be targets as well. As I stepped outside, not really sure what my next move was, I was confronted by a stream of people, all walking north (away from the Towers), which is completely unusual for a mid-town crowd. Most had a stunned look on their face; many fearful, some determined. A few walked by covered in soot and ash. Incredibly surreal. I started walking uptown (where else?), and took a route through Central Park (and away from any tall buildings). I wound up sitting on a bench in Riverside Park for hours, listening to the news on the radio and looking out on the Hudson River and downtown, at the stream of smoke coming from lower Manhattan. It burned for weeks. The smell that engulfed the City for a few days (until the winds shifted) is one you can’t ever forget, as is that day.

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  • I was home recovering from an operation. My mother-in-law called to tell me to turn on the TV and I sat there and watched it all. My brother-in-law was in NYC on business and had an appointment that morning at the World Trade Center. Phone communication was jammed (land and cell) so it was late that day before we contacted him by email I think and found him safe. He had walked out of the subway at the towers after the first plane hit and realized something bad was happening and turned around and got back on the subway to his hotel in Midtown. He had almost stayed at one of the hotels at the WTC. Never forget!

  • In NYC in Soho. Craziest 4 days probably of my life. Never experienced anything like what was going on or what i saw. Too many stories. Felt like i was living in a sci fi movie

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