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I'll start the where were you on 9/11 and tribute to those lost post
I was a 6 month old flight attendant, on my was to Dallas via Nashville and then Houston. Landed I Nashville at about 9:45am to crazy news, and was ground there for four days. Sat in a hotel room, alone away from family for 4 days watching the news.
I am remembering all flight crew, and everyone else who lost their lives or whose lives changed forever o. That day.
~Robin~

Re: I'll start the where were you on 9/11 and tribute to those lost post
i was at work (in a school)...my dad had called in my office to tell me...then one of the teachers (who had no children in her room at the time) had it on tv..a bunch of us were in there watching...as the 2nd plane hit....
RIP Micky Rosenthal.....the husband of my mom's best friend...who was on the plane (and apparentley the first one they killed by slashing his throat) that crashed in PA
i was working in Little Falls, in my office that had a full view of Manhattan --- watched it all happen from my window.... looking for our sales reps in NY, and wondering if they guy I was dating was alive (he escaped tower 1 just before it fell... but we didn't know for hours)
I was in my dorm room getting ready for class when MH called telling me to turn on the TV. I was working on a student life documentary for my honors project, so instinct was to grab my video camera & just record the whole day. At lunch time I was with my friend who was waiting to find out if her dad got out- he was a carpenter working on one of the top floors. He didn't make it.
MH was working for the Army Corp of Engineers at the time, so he spent the following days working 24/7 ferrying supplies from Jersey City to Ground Zero.
I was at work in Old Tappan, NJ. My office was in the basement of a grocery store. I read the NYPost online every morning and I saw the story but when I clicked on it, an article about a museum in Paris kept coming up. Finally my boss called me from his house in LI and told me. We had no TV or radio in the office so we went and sat in our cars. The company finally sent us home around 10:00.
I worked with a women who's husband was with the first fire department on the scene, her son was a cop in the area and her other son worked across the street. Her husbands entire crew was killed and she had no idea if he lived or not. It wasn't until she was home and watching TV that she saw him running down the street and knew that he was alive. Her sons were okay as well.
I worked in the Metlife building too. But was home that day since my boyfriend's (now MH) Uncle had died and we were on our way into the city for his funeral. I watched the second plane hit on the news it was the most awful thing.
I was living just outside the city, and was supposed to be at a client meeting in Soho at the Scholastic building that morning, but woke up to a message cancelling it.
So, my regional manager and I ended up in my dining room getting ready to eat bagels and go over the game plan for the rest of the week (she was there to visit accounts with me) when we had turned on the Today show seconds after the first plane hit.
We watched the rest of the day unfold from my living room.
I was an intern( junior in College) at Cantor Fitzgerald in Tower 2. I was internining in the Legal department. I went down stairs at 8:45 in the elevator when we were hit at 8:47 by th frist plain, for some reason the elevator kept going. There was no smoke yet, I just was still on my way when my boyfriend at the time called ( he was killed in the towers) Are you OK. I said yes I am on my way to Timothy's to get coffee for the bosses .what do you want. He said. We are surrounded by fire and I don't know what to do. it went on longer. as I crossed the park I saw the other plane hit tower one. I stood there in shock and the next thing I know, my brother is giving me a hug as I was just standing there ( he works on the NYSE) I could not say anything but Ben is up there. I got calls from co workers saying good bye and they advised I get out of the area. My brother then rememered our uncle has a sail boat at the world financial center so we ran over there and untied the boat, we just asked if anyone need a ride we are going to Hoboken. we loaded the boat. and sailed across ( my brother and I were on sailing teams in college) Then we said we got to go back and get more people. we did that while the towers were falling and untill it was dark.
That night I went back sat at St pauls church in the garbage... and sat there for 4 days with a sign of If you have seen Benjamin K please call..... He never came out nor was he ever found. As for my office mates I went to 178 funerals. It hurts a little less this year and this year I am ok really.
I was in my classroom teaching a new math game to my third grade class. A coworker came to my door and was crying. I went to the door and she told me what happened. I walked to the end of the hallway...about 20 feet and as I got to the windows I could see the smoke and the towers, the first plane had hit....I continued to look out every few minutes and saw when both buildings were smoking, and when only one tower was standing. After that I stayed away from the window. Luckily, my classroom windows didn't have a few and the kids couldn't see. Without telling them what happened, I explained to my students that there was a fire and some people were upset. We were told not to tell the kids anything...however, I felt I needed to say something so I could begin to prepare them for what they would later find out. (Of course, we had talked before being told not to tell).
I remember being so frightened for them....doing a survey of where mommy and daddy worked and finding out 3 kids had parents in NYC (everyone was ok). I remember going to lunch and my friend MaryAnn crying because her brother was in the city (he was ok). I called my Dad (randomly my cell phone still had reception) and he told me what the news was reporting. Even though we knew the towers were down, most people had no cell reception, no internet connectivity, and spotty info from hysterical parents.
I was able to keep it together and continue teaching even as most of my class went home early. I remember having about 5 kids left at the end of the day...We all held hands as we walked out the back of the building. I had on child whose parent was late...my principal told me to leave him and go home and I said NO! I needed to make sure his mom was ok...she thanked me for waiting. I told every child as they left to go home and watch Cartoon Network until they came back to school...no exceptions! One parent asked me why. I told her that with what I had heard already, I didn't want the children to have nightmares.
I walked to my car and heard the fighter jets....and noticed the silence otherwise. I remember the blue sky. As soon as I started driving I burst into tears....I was still crying as I walked in the door. I started to hear from all the people I was worried about, my friend Kelly, my friend Tom, and some others. I made arrangements for my friend's dad to come to our house if he couldn't get home.
It was later on that I started to find out who was lost. Big Don from college, another guy from HS. My neighbor Carol came home...half wet from being hosed off, crying, scraped and cut. She worked in the WTC Marriot.
I got a call at 7a to go into the city to scout a location for work. I told my work partner I was sleeping and didn't want to go. He said, "Tara, empires aren't built at 10 in the morning". I said, "You go and tell me later how it went. I have to get a passport this morning."
Luckily, his wife turned on the tv before he left and he didn't go.
I could see the smoke from my building in Hackensack.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I can't imagine the pain you suffered(and still suffer) from all of those losses. God Bless you, your your growing family. I bet you have lots of angels watching over those babies!!
i was home in brooklyn watching from my windows. I was supposed to be in work at 9 that day.. be on the subway at 830.. usually coming up from the subway at 850. I worked two blocks from the WTC and was so happy i was late that day.
i just remember wondering around all day in a mental fog after they came down. My friends and i ran around picking up our friends from where ever they could get off the island of manhatten and MH.. then BF had to worka 24 hour shift due to the towers falling that night.
once we gathered all our freinds we ordered pizza and just watched the news and drank together. the rest of the week i was GLUED to the tv.
I remember thinking this really cant be happening..i was in such denial.
((hugs)) to you. I am so sorry for all your losses.
I was at a client within sight of the Pentagon, running between the television, the window where we watched the Pentagon burning, and my office to call people I knew were in the city, first my dad, and not being able to reach anyone.
Also, I was the senior person on the ground at the time and had 5 people still in the air that I had to account for, while trying to help calm my younger staff members, one who had a brother working in the towers.
Oh, and the client was in the airline industry (conglomerate of 13 airlines), so, obviously, it was a multi-faceted tense environment.
what jenga said exactly...
My sentiments exactly
Many many hugs to you on what has to be an incredibly horrible and sad day for you......
Wow, just wow! {{{{HUGS}}}} Glad to hear that this year you are ok!! You know, I meant to post this in your moving post when you said you chose to go to Morristown High...I like you. You seem to have such a good head on your shoulders, and you give off a great vibe. I'm glad you joined this board!
Thank you very much, that's very kind of you.
I was a senior in high school, sitting in second block spanish. Our principal came on the loudspeaker, said there had been an accident at the WTC and if there was anyone concerned about family members working in the area to report the library. Everyone was kind of shaken up and upset at the news, but my teacher kept on teaching. Shortly after that, I went to my anthropology class and my teacher had wheeled in a TV. We watched the both towers fall in silence. I remember another teacher coming to the doorway, with tears streaming down her face, saying that our lives would never be the same.
I also remember eventually walking into my journalism class and my teacher had three chalkboards COVERED with all of the news that was streaming in off the radio. Initially, there were so much inaccurate information reported that I remembered seeing her write 10,000 DEAD on the board after hearing it on the radio. Many people were hysterical and running around in a panic. Many people in the school had some sort of relative in the area. My mom came to pick me up, and we sat and waited in the office with my friend who was trying to find out if her dad was alive. (He was able to escape, but she didn't find out until almost 24 hours later.) I sat rocking my infant brother and cried and watched the news all day.