Ten Years Ago Today: 9/11
Most of the events that live in your memory are personal ones: weddings, births, getting fired because you knew the Serial Shooter [oh, wait - just me...]. But occasionally, there's something so momentous that you remember it, even though you weren't directly involved. Ten years ago today, the world irrevocably changed, with terrorism reaching new, previously unthinkable levels, in New York, Washington and over Pennsylvania. If you want to share your own memories, please do so, but on the anniversary of that fateful day, let's take a moment to remember the victims, both of that day and in the wars around the world which resulted.
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Thank you.
We had had a film screening the previous night, and the director stayed at our house that night, before flying back to New York in the morning. He was up, packing his bags and watching TV, when the news broke. He told Mrs. SnakePit, who came back to our bedroom and put the television on there. At that point, it still seemed more like an accident, but when the second-plane hit, it became immediately clear what had happened. "I don't think I'll be going back today," said the director.
From then on, we pretty much were glued to the television as everything unfolded. They replayed the footage of the second plane hitting a million times, and I remember how totally unreal it looked: like a bad Hollywood effect, as the plane simply folded into the building. Then the towers came down, one after another, adding an even more terrible layer to the horror. There was a terrible sense of uncertainty too - how many more planes had been hijacked? And there was so much misinformation flying too.
In the evening, Mrs. SnakePit didn't feel like cooking, so we went out to dinner at the Streets of New York restaurant; I can't remember if this was a conscious choice, or just an eerie coincidence. But I do recall how completed deserted both the roads and the restaurant were; we were close to the only people there. Every TV was turned to the news there as well; it was a slow, unenthusiastic and pre-occupied meal.
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Hard to believe it's been 10 years
When it happened i was waking up early to head off to football practice at high school.
Heard the news of the first plane on the radio while driving to school, and thought that it was just some tragic accident. As our team lifted weights the news we heard on the radio suggested otherwise.
For the rest of the day the whole school was glued to the TV, watching what had happened again and again and again.
I’ll never forget
"I could have been king, but in my own way I am king. Hail to the king baby." Ash from Army of Darkness
I remember like it was yesterday.
I was getting ready for school (I was in 3rd grade) and I walked into the living room, about to tell my dad we needed to go. He said something about a disaster movie trailer he just saw (he’s a movie freak, so that’s normal), but as he was about to turn off the tv, it replayed and we saw that it was real. We were horrified, although I didn’t quite understand why this would happen. Then there was the slow, carefully thought-out talk my teacher gave my class and watching the news for the rest of the day at school.
R.I.P. to all the innocent people who lost their lives on that day
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Daniel Hudson's Tweet makes me feel old...
I remember the feeling more than anything. Confusion and terror because they wouldn’t let us turn on the tv’s in class. We never forget
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Mark: "A non-profit organization."
I was 15 years old at the time.
I saw on the news that a plane had crashed into the world trade center, then headed to school. By the time I got to my first class, the Pentagon had just been hit, and the first tower would collapse shortly after. We watched the news coverage on TV during every class period, and little was said.
Towards the end of the day, somebody pushed a Muslim girl down a staircase, just outside the classroom I was in. She was not seriously harmed, but could have been. The student who pushed her said that he was doing it to get even. That ugly memory sticks out the most in my head.
The bird is struggling out of the egg. The egg is the world. Whoever wants to be born, must first destroy a world.
by Stupendous Man on Sep 11, 2011 10:02 PM EDT via mobile reply actions 1 recs
I was in law school and getting ready for my morning classes
when the radio announcer said that a plane had collided into the World Trade Center. I turned on The Today Show on TV, and watched the second plane.
Interesting about how the school would not allow the television to be turned on. There is a reliable story going around that then Arizona Attorney General Napolitano banned the attorneys and staff in her department from watching the event on television or even listening to the account on the radio.
"The wise writer, I think, writes for the youth of his own generation, the critic of the next and the schoolmasters of ever afterward." F. Scott Fitzgerald.
I remember the day just like it were only yesterday...
My friend/roommate Courtney & I worked for Einstein Brothers Bagels in Tucson/Oro Valley at the time and we were there extra early, as Courtney was being trained by our baker to do baker duties (she was shifting positions to become a baker)…so our baker, Eric, was in the back doing baker’s dishes and prepping bagels. Courtney had already clocked in and was helping out front at the counter. I was killing time, waiting to clock in for my shift, when suddenly Eric bolts out into the front and says “You guys will never believe what just happened!”, and he told us about the first plane. Being the joker he was, we didn’t believe him and just blew it off. About 5 minutes later, he comes out again, this time with the most serious expression and a face as white as snow. He told us about the 2nd tower and then burst into tears…it was then we all discovered what had taken place was real…Courtney called home to our other roommate and woke him from a sound sleep, telling him of what had happened…Stuart spent the rest of the day glued to CNN and the local news…
Courtney and I were supposed to attend the Diamondbacks/Rockies game that night with the Tucson Sidewinders Booster Club (we were members), and the game got cancelled…but the Dbacks exchanged our tickets and we were all there for the first game back after the tragedy.
Along the way, we found out from our friend, pitcher Nelson Figueroa, that he had two family members lost in the rubble and aftermath of the tragedy. 1 was found not long after, shaken up but fine. The 2nd one had been buried alive in the rubble, found 3 days later, banged up and bruised, but still alive. Nelson then created the infamous MLB baseball patriotic shirts that the DBack wives ended up selling at the ballpark after the tragedy. I have one and still wear it in Nelson’s honor.
Baseball fans are junkies, & their heroin is the statistic. ~Robert S. Wieder

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