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I just updated the home page of the site. Please follow the link. Hopefully as you browse the photos of the victims you'll get what I got:
That sorrowful feeling that eats at your gut. I had to stop browsing because I couldn't take it anymore and started crying. I remember the day after I had a doctor appointment and the nurse was terribly upset because she lost someone.
DON'T JUST REMEMBER THE EVENT, REMEMBER HOW YOU FELT!
Originally posted by webmaster DON'T JUST REMEMBER THE EVENT, REMEMBER HOW YOU FELT!
I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just started at my current job (National Tire & Battery). The store opened at 7:30am. I remember seeing the first tower on fire and thinking "holy s__t, a plane ran into the world trade center!". As I was watching the news broadcast, the 2nd plane hit. I called my mom and told her what was going on. She calls back an hour later because my dad was MIA (he was supposed to be in the Pentagon). My dad turned up around 6pm.
I remember too. It was around 7 am. I was gonna sleep in that day, school was going to start the next week, and I was kinda sad that my summer was coming to an end. I was asleep at the actual time that disaster struck, but anyway, my mom yells up at me "the Trade Center's been attacked again." Well, I figured it was probably a feeble attempt like last time, so I said to myself "hmm..." Well, I'm not surprised. Then my mom comes back and yells "The Trade Center towers just collapsed. That really got my attention. I get up and go downstairs. I walk into my parents bedroom and sit on the end of the bed, watching in amazement as I saw 2 huge towers fall down on the replay. I remember saying "These guys were professionals...this was planned and well thougth out...These guys were smart, and jeez, they lose twenty people, and how many have we lost? My God, what went wrong?"
I sat in the chair in the living room for the rest of the day. I don't think I ate much that day, I just watched the TV in amazement at how these terrorists struck. I had to admit, it was a good plan on their part. I just wondered when we would go to Afghanistan - they were already talking about bin Laden within a few hours.
I guess that ended everyone's childhood right there. We have been at war ever since...
I remember how I felt only so strongly and painfully. The scene of the reporter walking up, all the firemens beepers going off
( signifying death), the helplessness that doctor and reporter felt... brought back a most painful memory of my own from Vietnam when a Batallion First aid station was hit directly above the doorway in a rocket attack, with a number of men standing there. I ran across the street, stopping, standing in the middle of dead bodies, pieces and parts laying all over the ground, the look in the eyes of the dead, walking away sadly knowing there was not ONE damned thing I could do to help anyone....................9/11 brings that back every year now and I had it safely hidden away for almost 30 years. Now, even writing this I have tears in my eyes and anger in my heart. Yes, Ken, I remember how I felt that day..oh so painfully. God Bless and be with those who perished, those who lost someone and those who don't understand. Our lives have been forever changed.
I remember exactly where i was, where I was sitting, what I was doing, etc.
I was in my 2 week orientation/training class for my new job.
I was in the middle of taking a test when someone came into the room and announced it to us.
We took the rest of the day off from training and watched the TV in amazement... "how could this happen to us" were the words of most of the people there.
It was a very sad day....
I didn't have family there, but I felt like they were my family, and in a sense, they were...
May they be blessed for all Eternity
I work for an airline and remember that day clearly. Air was quiet and there were jets I'd never seen from one end of the runway to the other.
I awoke to my alarm clock radio saying "both World Trade Center towers have collapsed after jetliners were flown into them" For about 5 minutes I couldn't believe it. I was in shock, I was angry, I was sad. The shots of the destruction still send waves through my body.
To those that lost their lives and those that gave it in the line of duty, I will never forget.
i remember it well... i was at work at the truck shop, a truck driver came flying in and yelled "turn on the tv" so we did... moments later the second plane hit- everyone was in shock, no one moved from the tv for 3 hours. i felt lost... i didnt know what to do... was this going to totally sink the economy? would i have a job after that day?
you could tell there was panic... the lines at the gas pumps were a half-hour wait. people were buying bullets by the cases at the local sporting good store. one guy brought barrels to the gas station and bought $700.00 in gas. it was hard to sleep that night.. i live a few miles in between 2 oil refineries.
i was greatful though when they had the final death count... the first day they said the buildings could hold 50,000 people each... to have a mere 3,700? people killed in that scale of an attack shows just how good our rescue teams are.