He better check that I aint on board, and if I am, it will suck to be him. You are right, the average flight passenger's mind today is fight to live because of what happened during 9/11

 

I was sound asleep. Then my phone rang and my mom was about to have a panic attack. She's asking me if I'm ok and the wife (now x) and kids are ok and freaking out. I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. It was 4:30 am in Honolulu. Then I turned on the tv to see what the hell she was talking about. Figured I better get up and go to work. After a 3 hour wait to get on base, I spent most of the next 2 weeks there. Spent the rest of that morning manned up pier side in Pearl Harbor ready to shoot down airliners coming in to Honolulu.

 

Just goin out the door for HS auto shop when I saw the second plane hit. Thought it was some movie till I got to class and saw the reports on the tv in the shop.

 

I was at work listening to the whole thing on the radio and calling my wife for TV updates. After I found out it was terrorism, I was really pissed off.

Never forget 9/11! I'm appalled that people forget 9/11.

 

I was at work when my Dad, who was around to see pearl harbor attacked, called me and said in a very somber tone "Turn on the radio, its happening again". I didn't know what he meant till I turned on the radio just in time to hear a plane had just impacted the pentagon. I went out to the shop and told everyone what was happening and we put the radio on the intercom. Not much got done that day.

 

I was in school all day (soph year of HS), found out bits and peices as i could, finally had computer class late in the afternoon, got to see some slow videos that everyone in the world was trying to look at. All afternoon practices were canceled except our band. We all wanted to get home so we could hug our parents and watch some of the news coverage.... didnt get home until almost 6pm

 

I was at work preparing for a meeting. I heard one of my co-workers say that a plane hit the WTC. Like most, I figured it was some little Cessna that got lost. Then they said a second plane hit. My first thought was that we were under attack.

I'll never forget the events of that day.

 

I was a sophmore in HS, second period had just started when were told they let us watch the news for a few hours...............

 

I was a junior in high school. woke up for some odd reason at like 6 or something her in Cal. and saw the first tower on fire than watched as the second plane hit. i think i saw the first tower go down before i went to school than at school watched the second tower go down. I will never forget that day. was like it was yesterday.


FDNY 343, you guys were true heros!!!!

 

I was over-sleeping & missing the appointment my wife & I made at the German Consulate in Manhattan to get her German Passport renewed. Funny how things work out. If I didn't forget to set my alarm, we would have been smack dab in down town NYC on 9/11/01.

KC-10 FE out...

 

dang, with luck like that you should play the lottery

 

Are we going to do this every year? Okay okay.

I was working as a resident advisor in the University of Colorado dorms. I was asleep at the time, but when I awoke probably an hour later one of my residents told me. I thought they were joking but of course soon came to realize the shock of what really happened.

 

I was home watching the shocking events unfold on TV. Saw the 2nd plane hit. I was trying to reach loved ones on the phone that were working in NYC. All circuits were busy for hours and hours. A friends brother died that day. He was out of the building safely and went back in to help when the 1st tower came down. I live at about 45 minutes from the city. Felt weird to be so close yet so far away at the same time. I will never forget that day.

 

looking at the trade center through the windows of the building i still work in.

seeing the smoke, and still thinking someone in a little cessna f'd up or something.

i remember the second one hitting, and whatever niativity i had left in me was gone.

i left the office and went to get my kid. it was bizzare riding down route 3 west (a major route into the city), and seeing nothing but some emergency vehicles sporadically heading eastbound into new york city.

drove past a new jersery state trooper barracks in route to get my boy, and saw some of them out front, blocking the entrance ways, dressed in full riot gear & sporting some nasty looking weapons.

i remember this day more clearly than my wedding day, even more than the birth of my boy.

 

That day started out bad as the crew on my job site literally fell out of a trailer brawling in front of me as I was trying to explain to the client how they were starting to turn the corner on the project.

Then confusion when my girlfriend called and told me about the first plan then the reality of what was happening when the second hit. Then a rage started to build as it began to sink in. That rage will always be there and I will never forget, never forgive, and never trust that element. I hope we never negotiate with them and never stop putting the heat on them. I will never believe it's a good idea to stick our head up you know where and hope it goes away. I feel this way about it.....if the people in the house on the other block sling a fireball into my house I'm not going to build a shell around mine, instead I'm going to wipe them and any others that may threaten off the map.

To any soldiers, or the parents, spouses, and children of you have my complete respect and admiration. You can look upon your task as something to be extremely proud of and much more important than what the most of us will ever have the chance to do.