Where were You When..................

Skipper

Banned
Georgiaboy

Thank you for your service in our country's time of need. It amazes me that people here seem to have forgotten what happened that day, and what it has taken to prevent it from happening again.

I don't think I'll ever forget the community coming together like it did on that day. As I was doing the seemingly meaningless tasks of fixing light bulbs, motion sensors and flapper valves, the men in those 3 companies were showing up for duty some in uniform and others in civies. Several of the local restrants sent employees to the center with food. I worked on the building until late in the day and two or 3 people including dad came by to give me a hand including an electrician who was at the hardware when I picked up the sensors. That I know of, the electrician never sent a bill.

Skipper
 

LKennamer

Senior Member
At Home

I had to work a DNR public hearing that night in Columbus, so I was going into the office late. Happened to be watching the morning news shows when it came on that a plane had crashed into one of the towers. While I was watching that, the second plane hit. I remembered my dad was supposed to fly into DC that day, so when I heard about the Pentagon I called to see if he had left. Luckily, he had not left yet (of course the flight was cancelled), but some of his coworkers were there when it happened. As a matter of fact, they were supposed to be in the Pentagon later that day. They already had a rental car and had to drive it back to SC. The hearing I was working that night was over a particularly divisive issue. The events of the morning put it into perspective for me. I think anyone who doesn't carry the memory of that day with them has their head in the sand. God bless America! :flag:
 

Handgunner

Senior Member
Years ago I worked nightshift.. Which meant I slept during the day. My wife came home for lunch and woke me up.. "We're under terroristic attacks in New York!"

I woke up stunned! We went to the living room and turned on the TV.. Right after that, I watched the second plane crash into the building.

There is no way to describe how you feel watching that...

And when the towers came down... you can't put it into words. :(

I watched the news the rest of that day and night... Still hard to believe it happened.
 

dbodkin

Senior Member
In the doctor's office waiting for the wife getting a CT scan. The 1st plane had hit and just had a gut feeling it was no accident as initial reports were coming in. Saw the second plane impact and just about screamed with anger building up in me.... I would not have hesitated in pulling the launch key trigger had I been onboard the Stoney"J"
 

Randy

Senior Member
I was at the State Fire Marshal's office going over a set of school plans with the fire marshal. They came up and said there had been an attack and I was to be "escorted" out of the building immediately. They ran me out the door. When I got outside there were students coming out of Ga. State College crying. I thought the attack must have been local. When I got in the car and turned it to the news I found out that the attack was in NY. It was the devil trying to get out of Atlanta that morning.
 

Jim Thompson

Live From The Tree
I was actually watching FOX news and watched it happen and unfold. Watched the second plane live.

Sad and tragic.

Jim
 

Keith48

Senior Member
I was getting ready for some appointments and getting paperwork ready on the computer. I went over to Drudge and they had the sirens on the top of the page with reports about a plane crashing into the tower. My first thought was that some kid had hacked the site and was pulling a practical joke. I went into the living room and turned on FoxNews. I'll never forget.
 

coon dawg

GONetwork Member
electro shockin some streams

outside of Hogansville , Georgia.........stopped at a Burger King to get lunch between sampling the 2 streams..........girl at the drive through told us..............thought she was kidding at first..............really eerie drivin' back through Atlanta at 5pm.........and no traffic. :( :(
 

Al33

Senior Member
Sitting in a dental chair

Actually, the first plane had struck as I arrived at the dental office. At that moment, no one knew what type of aircraft and we assumed it accidental. We were hearing the news over the radio and I will never forget the female employee's there would not shut up talking about trivial things so I could here it. As soon as I was able (mouth full of tools), I asked them if they would turn the volume up so I could hear what was going on. I could hardly wait to get out of there and home to my wife and the TV so I could see for myself.

Needless to say, I could not sleep in preparation for the coming night shift duty I was on at the time.

Al
 

gobblinglawyer

Senior Member
I was just outside of Devil's Tower, Wyoming. Three of us had been bowhunting up there for a week and were scheduled to fly out the afternoon of 9/11. I had taken a nice 130" 9 point and all was well.....until I called my wife before we left for the airport.

She told me what had happened and I thought she must just be "being emotional" and that the attacks couldn't be that bad and I would be flying home that evening. We drove into the nearest town of Hulett, Wyoming and saw the devistation first hand on TV.

It was an absolutely horrible feeling being 2200 miles away from your family in such a time of tragedy (my parents were stranded in Maine). We drove over to Rapid City, South Dakota and rented the last "one way" rental car available in South Dakota....a 4 door Pontiac Grand Am. Our luggage and bow cases wouldn't fit so we had to UPS them home (another $150 each!) Now, you don't understand cramped until you get 3 BIG guys (I'm the smallest at 6' 3" and 230 lbs.) in a Grand Am and drive 2200 miles home.

We did make the most out of the trip as we stopped in at Cabela's in Kearney, Nebraska, and Bass Pro in Springfield, Missouri. I would not want to do it again, though.
 

hawklady

Member
I was asleep when the towers came down .... I'd worked about 50 hours straight with some work computer crisis, come home the night before, slept until noon and then called my husband to check in, when he told me about the towers falling. It was eerie driving in to work with the roads pretty deserted except for groups of people clumped around store windows, waving flags, and so on. The office lobby monitors were tuned to the news and showed the footage of the planes slamming into the towers over and over and OVER and OVER, different angles. People were packed like sardines in the lobby watching the monitors.

We worked with many people in the towers and an office next to the towers (American Express' credit card disputes/chargebacks office), and from the news we couldn't tell if it had gone down, too. For the next few weeks it seemed like everyone we knew was going to a funeral of someone else we knew.

So I just buried myself in logistics in order to avoid the continual TV rebroadcasts, rant radio, speculation, and crowds in the lobby. Anything productive-feeling to avoid standing around getting more stressed out and nervous. Telecomm was haywire that day so there were plenty of things to do to keep my credit systems running smoothly (no one was shopping anyhow). Plus the travel department was swamped since they had to deal with hundreds of people on the road who now couldn't get home, so I went over and volunteered there. There were interfaith services in the auditorium and meeting areas, and a collection of cell phones so that the Muslim employees & their family members would have a phone packed w/numbers of coworkers to call if they needed help (most of us remembered the backlash against any person who looked even remotely like a "****ed Arab" after the OKC tragedy).

The odd coincidence was that the day before, my husband had picked up the new lawn tractor I'd bought him ... Home Depot had finished assembling and testing it. When the sales guy found out we'd just moved, he gave my husband an American flag & holder "for your new house". Of course 24 hours later you couldn't find a flag left in any store (and ours was stolen a week later).
 
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