9-11, Year 10

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I drove to work that morning not knowing yet, as I got to work, the people where a buzz, did you hear what happened? We went into Delta lock down at Edwards Air Force Base, and could only hear on the radio at our shop what was happening, It was not till I was able to get home that I saw the vids from the news.
Ten years seems long, the person I was before 9-11 is not what I am now.
I have been watching specials on TV and they bring back the same feelings.

In 2005 I made a Tribute on my site for AL forums for the 4th year
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Still this was hard to do, the emotion of that time was still fresh even after four years.
Now it has been 10 years.
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God Bless them all.

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I was in forth grade and about a few blocks away from the Pentagon when it happened. I was in the car with my dad, sick, and we heard a roar and a felt a little shake. Didn't really know what it was until we got back home and turned on the news.

I've heard so many stories throughout the years. People knowing someone who was going up the elevator in the Twin Towers, who forgot his ID, so he went back to his car..... and then a few minutes later the plane hit; stuff like that is kinda creepy.

I was unaware of the significance of today until... Well, today. God bless those who died in the attacks.

Hey Whiskers,

Those are indeed some powerful pics. If I live to be a hundred and ten, I'll never forget where I was nor what I saw on that terrible day. I had arrvied at work shortly after eight that morning as was my custom. I proceeded to begin my duties (I worked in the agency reproduction unit at the time). At around quarter to nine that morning someone rushed into our room and said that a plane had just hit one of the towers of the World Trade Center. I along with another co-worker of mine rushed out of the office and into a parking lot where we could normally see both towers even though we were situated in Long Island City (Queens). My God!! the sight that beheld us at that moment was both ghastly in scale and beyond comprehension. There were the Twin Towers as usual, but there was something not quite right. In fact something was horribly wrong for while the South Tower still stood intact, the North Tower had its upper floors totally engulfed in flame and smoke. I remember watching this scene play out for a short while before returning to the office to resume my work. We were interrupted once again when the second plane hit the South Tower and this time as we ran to our vantage point to see what had occurred, we were greeted by the emotionally gripping sight of both towers with their upper floors engulfed in flame and thick black smoke. I remember watching this and thinking to myself that I hope that the firemen are able to get to anyone that may be trapped in those towers. As I'm thinking this and watchhing, to my horror and amazement the South Tower seems to literally twist ever so slightly and then with a horrific display of pyroclastic ash, pulverized concrete, glass, and steel, the great tower came down... Pancaking upon itself as it went from a majestic 1350 ft, 110 stories down to a pile of rubble in mere seconds. OMG!! Did I just see what I think I saw (my mind reeling, not yet willing to comprehend what my eyes had just witnesseed). I stood there in disbelief for quite some time before deciding to head back to the office. Once there, the decision was made to take the rest of the day off because I was just too emotionally spent after having witnessed the collapse of the South Tower. It was while I was driiving back home and listening to the radio that I learned of the North Towers ultimate demise as well as the demise of all those who had rushed into those twin infernos in an attempt to do what they are trained to do... Save Lives. To those countless brave souls I tip my hat and salute you.

Peace :(
NIMHmaniac

Hey Whiskers,

Those are indeed some powerful pics. If I live to be a hundred and ten, I'll never forget where I was nor what I saw on that terrible day. I had arrvied at work shortly after eight that morning as was my custom. I proceeded to begin my duties (I worked in the agency reproduction unit at the time). At around quarter to nine that morning someone rushed into our room and said that a plane had just hit one of the towers of the World Trade Center. I along with another co-worker of mine rushed out of the office and into a parking lot where we could normally see both towers even though we were situated in Long Island City (Queens). My God!! the sight that beheld us at that moment was ghastly in scale and beyond comprehension. There were the Twin Towers as usual, but there was something not quite right. In fact something was horribly wrong for while the North Tower still stood intact, the South Tower had its upper floors totally engulfed in flame and smoke. I remember watching this scene play out for a short while before returning to the office to resume my work. We were interrupted once again when the second plane hit the North Tower and this time as we ran to our vantage point to see what had occurred, we were greeted by the emotionally gripping sight of both towers with their upper floors engulfed in flame and thick black smoke. I remember watching this and thinking to myself that I hope that the firemen are able to get to anyone that may be trapped in those towers. As I'm thinking this and watchhing, to my horror and amazement the South Tower seems to literally twist ever so slightly and then with a horrific display of pyroclastic ash, pulverized concrete, glass, and steel, the great tower came down... Pancaking upon itself as it went from a majestic 1350 ft, 110 stories down to a pile of rubble in mere seconds. OMG!! Did I just see what I think I saw (my mind not yet willing to comprehend what my eyes had just witnesseed). I stood there in disbelief for quite some time before deciding to head back to the office. Once there, the decision was made to take the rest of the day off because I was just too emotionally spent after having witnessed the collapse of the South Tower. It was while I was driiving back home and listening to the radio that I learned of the North Towers ultimate demise as well as the demise of all those who had rushed into those twin infernos in an attempt to do what they are trained to do... Save Lives. To those countless brave souls I tiip my hat and salute you.

Peace :(
NIMHmaniac

Must be hard to be an eyewitness of what happened, we her at Edwards Air Force Base Flight Test Center in Southern CAL on that day, were busy prepping F-16`s and 15`s to protect the air space around LA city, they were up in no time, we had no idea at the time how wide spead the attacks may be.

I was in first grade when it happened, I had just come home from school and when I went into my house, the TV was turned to CNN and my dad was explaining what happened.

I was in first grade when it happened, I had just come home from school and when I went into my house, the TV was turned to CNN and my dad was explaining what happened.

being that young at that time must have been hard for you, did you comprehend as a youth what happening?

I was seven at the time so I did understand the basics. But I never felt the true horrors of that day.

A was seven at the time so I did understand the basics. But I never felt the true horrors of that day.

I was just wondering, I was 44 years at that time.

A was seven at the time so I did understand the basics. But I never felt the true horrors of that day.

I wasn't that much older, so I pretty much have the same viewpoint. Though, I've always been accepting of death and tragedy. I never mourned the death of anyone or anything. I just consider it a natural part of life and move on.

I've had a friend (he was 15) who got drunk, got in a car, and killed himself. I've had another commit suicide by hanging herself (she was 24). Never mourned their deaths, though I do miss them.

I don't consider myself heartless, I just accept that life is like that and move on. One day I'll join them.

To all those who might have read my account of what I witnessed on that terrible day, I would like to take this opportunity to clear up a minor error in the details of the story. When my co-worker and I ran out of the office and into the parking lot the first time to see what had happened, I should have stated that it was the North, not the South Tower that was on fire. The South Tower was struck by the second plane, but was the first to fall. Thus it was the South Tower's demise that I witnessed that day. I have already made the necessaryy corrections to the original account.

Peace :(
NIMHmaniac

It must be hard actually seeing it happen as it happened. Again, I was in earshot range of the Pentagon, but I didn't actually see it. Reading your account again, that's tragic. Hope you're doing okay.