Has anybody heard "Where were you when the world stopped turning?" from Alan Jackson. I know we don't have many country fans on here but this song is sooo good. It is so simple and emotional and really pulls together a lot of feelings about Sept. 11th. I cried after I heard it the first time on the Country Music Awards. The words make me appreciate all over again that I was safe at home in bed with my husband that morning.

I was up getting ready to go get my hair permed that morning. Turned on the tv right ater the Pentagon had been hit. Don't think I'll ever forget that day. Was such a sad morning.

Originally posted by Jazzy:
<STRONG>I was up getting ready to go get my hair permed that morning. Turned on the tv right ater the Pentagon had been hit. Don't think I'll ever forget that day. Was such a sad morning.</STRONG>

LOL!! Ironically, I was doing a perm! :p I first heard something on the radio. At first, I thought it was some kind of skit on the morning show (i didn't really hear everything) I thought, 'eeew..that's not funny' I then looked out in the reception room at the TV and my jaw dropped to the floor!

I was at my house. My sister and I were planning to go shopping for a birthday present for our mother. My sister had come by early, and I was still getting ready. I had just finished taking a shower and was getting dressed when my sister started to bang on the bathroom door. I opened the door and saw the horrified expression on my sister's face. She told me that two planes had flown into the WTC and that one of the towers had already collapsed. I will never forget the look on her face or the urgency in her voice. At first, I couldn't accept it, then we both watched as the second tower came tumbling down. My heart fell into my feet. We both started to cry, not believing what we were witnessing. Truly, the darkest day of my life. Needless to say, we never left the house that day to go shopping.

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I was ready for work and had a few minutes before having to leave, so I was here on the xchange browsing the boards when Sal's urgent post came up about the first tower being hit.. I immediatly ran to the tv thinking it was an accident but certainly newsworthy enough to turn on CNN...

Then came the live footage of the 2nd plane.. I couldn't believe it! Then I knew it was no accident but the panick didn't really strike me yet.. I was on my way to work, just got into the parking lot and heard on the radio that the Pentagon was hit.. I parked my car and ran into the building so fast and got to the tv at work..

People there were crying and we hadn't opened the store yet.. When we were opened a few minutes later... there were very few customers, and the ones that came in had no idea that this was even going on.. we pulled our TV stand and tv out into the main room (something we NEVER do) so that we could watch while customers were waiting for us to help them.. I kept thinking "go home and be with your families people! Leave us alone right now!" about noon, the mall owners told us we could close if we felt like it, and we sure did! I went home, gassed my car up.. (the gas line was over a mile long),

watched some more tv... got sick of hearing it all after a while, and then decided to go out and buy the new Slayer cd that was released that same day.. the title was "God Hates Us All" I thought.. how fitting for today! (Being NON-religious, I found it ironic)..

Anyway.. it was a long and sad day for all of us.

I was here at home and my boyfriend and I had just got finished watching a TV show and I decided to channel surf to see what else is on. I happed to turn by that station called WGN and I saw what was going on.

I was at work.
I had my headphones on and saw alot of people running around in front of my office. I took the headphones off to hear the bad news. First i thought they were just kidding. We don't a TV here at the office but i looked on the internet and sure enough there it was.
That day will go done in the history books.

I had just gotten up, got dressed and ready for my morning class....popped on-line to check the boards real quick and saw Sal's post not knowing a thing about what happened. Then turned on the tube and saw the replays of the crash....I was speechless..

I was in class, 2nd period when my aid came in and told me what had happened. Unfortunately the tv's in my classroom only get Channel One, so I had to wait for my planning period to go to a tv. I saw replay of the second plane hitting the tower. I was devastated and still think about it constantly.

College...film class...teacher announced the news. I got scared. I transcribed the lyrics to "Saying Goodbye" from "The Muppets Take Manhattan" into my notebook. After my second film class ended, I walked over to the commons. Everybody was watching the news and talking about the tragedy. I found it hard to eat the pizza I bought. I ended up crying, fearful and paranoid. I'm still fearful, paranoid and sad to this day, while everyone else has gone back to their normal routines and made like the tragedies of September 11th never happenned. I, in my own egotistical way, feel like I'm the only one who's still in mourning. I feel uncomfortable watching late-night TV, as I stated in another post on this topic. Late-night hosts who spoke sincerely and heartfelt are now joking about people like me. GODDAMNIT, I'M NOT READY TO LAUGH! WHY IS EVERYONE ELSE LAUGHING? WHY? WHY? W-H-FLUCKING-Y?

Sincerely,

John "outofplacechild" Kilduff

I was working at 102.3 The Point. I was filling in for the guy who ran the morning show (Bob and Sheri off of satellite) Bob and Sheri broke to the news as soon as the first plane hit. As they were talking about it, Sheri screams "oh my God a second plane just hit the other tower" After that it was a crazy day. I was getting ready to go home but ended up helping our news man until 6:00pm. As he was giving live updates, I would watch the TV to make sure nothing else happened while he was away. It all seemed like dominoes. Everything happened one after the other. We eventially simulcast with our sister station Newstalk 1400. It is a day I will never forget.

After breakfast, my son wanted to watch a video so he was getting that ready while I took the trash cans down to the curb. As I was coming back up to the house, my son was coming out to get me and said my sister was on the phone. I barely said hello, and she was yelling at me to turn on the TV immediately. I had to stop my son's video and I turned it on just as the second plane hit. I didn't realize what I had just seen at first. From that moment on I didn't move from the couch, except to answer the phone, for about six hours watching TV still in shock. I had my older son sit and watch with me for about an hour so I could explain to him what was going on.

My husband was at work, which consists of driving around all day so he would call me for updates and things he couldn't see from the radio. He saw the smoke from the Pentagon crash from across the Potomac and I told him what it was he was seeing before he even knew that it had happened.

I will certainly never forget that day. It seems so much longer ago than just two months.

I was at home watching TV with my girlfriend when all of a sudden subtitles with the message that a plane just hit one of the towers of the WTC were running over the screen (it was around noon here).

I´ve switched to CNN to get more informations, and while I was wondering if the plane had a serious failure to run into one of the towers, the second plane arrived on the scene, crashing into the other tower.

It was so unreal...never thought that anybody could do this, but we saw it happen, unable to speak, unable to move, silent and horrified.
My girlfriend broke out in tears, and one thought dominated my mind - someone have to pay bitterly for this. Short after, the phone started to ring, and it didn´t stopped for the whole day, as we were exchanging our thoughts and concerns with friends, the tube constantly running in the background to update with the latest news.

I never thought that hate could cause people to act like this, but now I know better...and I´m in fear that someone will even try to top this.

From an UK perspective...

I was at work when some clown comes in and says: 'You will never guess what, someone has crashed a jumbo jet into the WTC'.

Of course our replies were very sceptical, so along with 8,00000000 other users we checked Yahoo.com.....and the awful realisation that a major incident had taken place.... :(

We then left the office and headed for the nearest TV shop, from where we watched the horiffic collapse of the towers in front of our eyes...... Unreal. I still get nightmares about the planes crashing and the towers collapsing.

2001 has changed everyone's life forever.

Originally posted by ImSoooSure:
<STRONG>Has anybody heard "Where were you when the world stopped turning?" from Alan Jackson. I know we don't have many country fans on here but this song is sooo good. It is so simple and emotional and really pulls together a lot of feelings about Sept. 11th. I cried after I heard it the first time on the Country Music Awards. The words make me appreciate all over again that I was safe at home in bed with my husband that morning.</STRONG>
YES!! I cried, too. It is a beautiful song. I had long ago given up on Alan Jackson, his music doesn't click with me, but this really touched me.

I was still sleeping on the couch because of the pain that morning. I woke up late (around 9 a.m.) and I turned on the TV and they were talking about the first plane and then the second one hit. Then they talked about the Pentagon and the fourth plane in PA. Devastating morning.

I was just about to get off work. I had come out of the game room to get paperwork out of the office, when I saw one of the trade center buildings on fire. Someone said a plane crashed into it, about that time the second plane hit. When the buildings collapsed it reminded me very much of another morning Six years ago, when I was living in another city.

I was at work actually.. I don't watch much TV.. so I hadn't heard the news.. then in my car.. I listen to CD's. A girl at work told me and I didn't believe her.. but then all of my customers were talking about it. I was truly shocked, frightened and saddened all at once. I couldn't believe it.

Another song I like that fits the 911 events is "Overcome" by LIVE.. the lyrics are beautiful and the message is powerful.. plus I love Edward Kowalczyk's voice.

Even now the world is bleedin' but feelin' just fine, all numb in our castle, where we're always free to choose never free enough to find. I wish somethin' would break cuz we're runnin' out of time

VH-1 showed the video to Live's "Overcome" for the first few days after the tragedies, and I couldn't bear to watch it. Absolutely broke my heart.. :(

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I haven't heard the song yet. Guess I could surf by CMT next time I'm home watching television. :)

I was at work, having my usual morning coffee & websurfing. It had been a particularly great weekend, and I was still kind of basking in the glow on Tuesday morning. I overheard a weird conversation in the cubicle across from mine, and perked my ears up. "plane... fire... world trade center..." That was before the second plane hit, and everyone still thought it might be an awful accident.

I went to Yahoo and saw the story titles, realized it was actually happening, and I just froze. Then I read about the second plane. I spent the rest of the day alternating between boston.com (the only news site I was able to get into consistently, they were amazing) and watching television in our CEO's office.

Mid-morning, we all had the pants scared off us by a jet coming in to land at the airport-- it wasn't that close, but it was loud, and looked huge in the sky. We all ducked and covered our heads, and then sat nervously laughing afterwards.

The next day was also tense for us-- the police were going to stop an Amtrak train at the station about four blocks from our office, and search for a few "suspects," but they wouldn't say what they were suspected of. The news was telling us to stay inside and keep the doors and windows locked. Turned out it was just an extremely unfortunate guy from D.C., (the weapons charges have been dropped) but we were pretty freaked out.

I was sleeping, my mother woke me up, the first thing I saw when I woke up was right when tower #2 was falling. It was very strange, like a dream, it didn't feel like it was happening. Then I shot online and heard all the rumors and talked with everyone. Posting on here and reading everyone's thoughts made it easier for me to deal with it all.

I was at work when someone told me about the first plane. They didn't give much info, so I figured it was some idiot trying flying a private plane. I saw the second one hit and it was overwhelming. I knew that it was no private plane. Then the news started to filter out about terrorism. Our jobs came to a stop and we watched news for the next five hours.

I'll remember that day along with, the space shuttle Challenger disaster, Reagan getting shot and the start of the Iraq war.

I was at home hanging out with my friend when the phone rang. It was my mum and in a very strange voice she asked me if I was watching telly. I automatically switched it on when she said that and saw the last few minutes before tower number 2 fell. We were on the phone together for half an hour or so as she told me what had happened and I watched the horrifying images. It just seemed so surreal and I just wanted someone to say that this was just a bad dream. Then the panic hit me as I tried to reach the relatives of those people I knew who worked in NYC and in the WTC..... That's one day I'll never forget and it never should be forgotten...by anyone.

I was at work. One of our platlet donors was watching CNN and he was the one that told us. We stopped working and sat around the television until about noon when CNN started asking people to donate blood. We hustled the rest of the day. We had donors lined up at the door until late. I will never forget that day as long as I live. There was not a dry eye in that building. I didn't realize what a close knit group we were until we all started hugging and comforting each other.

I had actually just got out of the shower when Stacy called me into the living room to watch TV. That is when I saw what had happened and we watched it for awhile to find out all of the details. I still can't believe sometimes something that horrible happened.

Some of you have probably already heard this so sorry.

We were walking around Limerick city in Ireland. Decided it was time for a pint and some lunch. Walked into a pub right beside the Shannon to find images of a plane burning IN the WTC. Stunned silence the rest of the afternoon as we all watched footage of plane after plane downed. It felt like it was never going to stop.

here's a
((((hug))))
for you, Bogie.
:)

It was hard on everyone but it must have been especially hard for you Bogie, and others out of the country at the time.

I was at work talking to a client in the U.S, My boss came to my office and told me a plane had just hit the World Trade Center. I told the client over the phone thinking it was an accident. The person I was talking to said about 5 minutes later that that she had just heard the other Tower was hit and then the phones in our office started ringing with people from home telling everyone what was going on. The one thing I will always remember is going out for a smoke in the afternoon, and hearing all the airplanes in the sky waiting to land. We usually have a few flights a day, but when 35 planes are all circling waiting to land bacause US airspace was closed it was eerie to see and hear that

I first heard Alan Jackson's song on the CMA's.

I was on vacation and at my mother's house in Chicago. The grand kids had just finished watching cartoons, so I started to channel surf and saw a special report come on, and video of the smoke coming from the first tower and the news reports mentioned that an aircraft of some sort possibly flew into the tower.
They had thought that it was a helicopter that crashed into it, then reports of a commercial airliner crashing into the Pentigon, shortly followed by the second tower being hit.
I was glued to the tv the rest of the day. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a total shock.

Cal was it in NB that this couple from England landed? They and their whole family were on their way to Las Vegas to get married and when it seemed like their plans were going to fall through the whole town where they were being billeted chipped in and gave them a wedding.

Just logging on for a long days work in downtown Houston. My mum calls and is yelling at me on the phone to get out of downtown because "they" had attacked the WTC with planes and just hit the Pentagon and she just new that the company I work for was on a hit list somewhere.

May all who helped do this rot in hell and remind me to kick your ass for eternity when I get there too. Screw heaven, I've got some payback to take care of!

Patton was a genious wasn't he, Gman?

Patton was a genius! I've read several books on him and one by him and I have to hand it to the guy, he knew his job and the human mind pretty damn well. Plus he traveled to far away lands to meet interesting people of different cultures so he could kill them! :D

Originally posted by ImSoooSure:
<STRONG>Has anybody heard "Where were you when the world stopped turning?" from Alan Jackson. I know we don't have many country fans on here but this song is sooo good. It is so simple and emotional and really pulls together a lot of feelings about Sept. 11th. I cried after I heard it the first time on the Country Music Awards. The words make me appreciate all over again that I was safe at home in bed with my husband that morning.</STRONG>

I havn't heard it,but i'm sure it's good.Jackson is one of the better country songwriters.

Here are the lyrics to that song:

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
Where you in the yard with your wife and children Or working on some stage in LA?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor or did you just sit down and cry? Did you weep for the children that lost their dear loved ones?
Did you pray for the ones who don't know? Did you rejoice for the people who walked away from the rubble and sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride for the red white and blue and the heroes who died just doin what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer; and look at yourself for what really matters?

(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN,
but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
and the Greatest is love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?

Teaching a class full of innocent Children, driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor In a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mom and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that Bible at home?
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened And close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset for the first time in ages Or speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow; go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching and turn on I Love Lucy reruns?
Did you go to church and hold hands with some strangers? Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family Thank God you had somebody to love?
(Chorus)

I was at work and over the radio came a correspondent at the Pentagon describing the 1st WTC plane crash, they he started scrambling around and said there may have been an explosion near the area he was in. Just to hear this live, as it happened was chilling. We all went over to the lounge and turned on CNN and saw the destruction for ourselves, we were beside ourselves. Horror in the faces of my fellow employees, the tears that fell are images I will NEVER forget! As we watched the smoke billowing out of the towers, we saw the towers collapse live for ourselves, it was heartbreaking and surreal. We sat quietly viewing the images, some turned away and left. About an hour later we were dismissed from work. Working on a Military installation, they were concerned with our protection and the possibility of further attacks. Three days we kept in touch over the phones, making sure we were all doing well. I, myself, was glued to CNN for the three days, I couldn't tear myslef away, I needed to know that people had survived and that the hope of finding people alive became a reality, but unfortunately days grew into weeks and hope started to fade. This is something I will never forget or want to forget. It reminds us that we are ALL vulnerable. It's unsettling, but we cope and move forward. It is the American way after all!

We'd had an extremely late night, on into the wee hours of dawn. I didn't hear about any of it til sometime in the afternoon when I woke up. I'd fallen asleep with VH1 on the tv and my first thought on waking was "Did I leave it on CNN?" I'd never do that, so I sat up and watched. The very next thought I had was "Oh my God, the world is on fire." I called my mom and a girlfriend in Dallas just to make sure I wasn't somehow dreaming.
I've never heard that Alan Jackson song, but the lyrics are right on. The first song that came to me upon hearing all this crazyness was Open Letter (to a Landlord) by Living Color. It begins like this: "You can tear a building down, but you can't erase a memory."

Originally posted by ImSoooSure:
<STRONG>Here are the lyrics to that song:

Teaching a class full of innocent Children, </STRONG>

This is what I was doing at the time. :(

I was online, cause it was night here, and my brother rang my moblie and told me what was going on! Well i turned on the tv to see all the horror. Of course I couldn't believe it and was real worried about my girl, Pam in the USA. I very sad time for us all...

I was reading the morning posts here on the xchange when I saw Sal's post! I ran to the tv, and woke my family.

I was at work.. it happen so fast.. the SPs were rushing everywhere.. the base was placed at maxiuman alert.. everyone was rushing to contact their families and love ones.. I was trying my best to get in touch with my family and friends by my cell phone, but the base was starting to jam communications or something, I spent most of that time that day in a big concret building, left over of the old Cold War, watching a computer screen and monitoring the news.. at first I thought it was the next war, we heard news about the Pentagon being hit, like sever damage.. everyone was ready for another wave.. but later that night we were given our briefing.. and somewhere in that briefing.. we were all out for blood

I was in bed...asleep. Aron was awake, getting ready to go out on a job. He came and woke me up after the plane hit the pentagon. His words to me to wake me up were "A whole lot of people aren't going to see their families again." I watched it all on CNN, MSNBC, Headline News, and the local channels, just bouncing around. I was scared to even let go of Aron, let alone let him go on the job. (The client called, crying, and said he was closing up anyways.) I just clung to Aron for the next week or two. I couldn't get close enough to him.

I am still amazed at the strength of our spirits through all of this...it really makes me feel grateful for being alive, and I will always remember that moment in time.

Well on this day, I got up and headed for the computer. I was playing some games and chatting when people started talking about what was going on. I was trying to get people to tell me what it was all about. Finally someone explained to me what was going on and I didn't have tv so i was depending on these people and the radio for information. I think in a strange way I was lucky not to have tv on that day because of the things the radio announcers were saying they were seeing. To all of you who watched this tragic event I'm deeply sorry.
The panic didn't start for me for a little while, then it sank in all at once what was going on and i was trying to find out everything all at once. My husband had just went to bed when it happened(he works midnights) and since I was so out of it most of the day, he didn't know until he woke up that afternoon. He immediately went to CNN to check it out.
What happened on that awful day has had the biggest impact on the US that I can remember since Desert Storm.
:(
My heart goes out to all who lost someone and to everyone affected by this.

I had no classes or work, so I slept in. So when the attacks happened(7:30 central time) I was sound asleep. I then woke up around 9 am and brushed my teeth and then turned on the TV and saw that the WTC was literally gone.

Let's see....September 11, 2001... my brother had flown from Portland to Chick-ago (Chicago) the week before and was ready to return that day. He called me early in the morning for some reason and mentioned that all flights were grounded. I was SUPER tired so nothing dawned on me.

I had a dentist appointment that morning 30 miles away, so once I got there I asked my dentist what was going on. He filled me in on most of it. When I got home a few hours later I plugged into yahoo and saw what happened.

Although... all radio stations were listening to CNN, and when I stopped for gas along the highway, the loudspeakers at the gas pumps were tuned to CNN.

I don't remember when I saw the video of the plane crashes. I think it was either that day or the next. The attacks happened around 8:45 est which is 5:45 pst, where I am. So when they happened I was a dead rotting corpse in bed.

A very very tragic day indeed. For the first couple months after the attacks, about 50% of the cars I saw in Portland had "Proud to be American" signs or American flags in their windows. I even saw a fire truck on the highway with two HUGE flags on the back flowing the wind.

I was in bed, asleep, catching some zeds before the bus was going to pull out in a few hours. My other half, Rebel, shook me out of a deep sleep. The first thing I remember thinking is "He called me Julia - no one ever calls me Julia..." and because it was so strange, it unsettled me and I woke without a fight (I usually "beat" him away for a few more minutes of sleep). Once I got out of bed, he told me, "Come out to the rec and take a look at the telly, but be prepared - it's going to shock you." I couldn't imagine what was going on, so I followed him out.

We all sat in shocked silence as the second plane hit the Towers. Just watching it, I felt like I couldn't breathe. The CCN footage ran over and over, until I just couldn't watch it anymore. I spent most of that day caught between hyperventilating and throwing up. Needless to say, we weren't going anywhere - but the owner of the place we were renting told us to stay as long as we had to, at no cost. We all called our friends and families first, and then tried to make contact with our friends in NYC, but couldn't get through.

It was a horrible day for the entire world, I think. I never imagined that anyone could even *think* of doing such things, let alone actually *do* them. It took me until Christmas to even feel moderately "safe" and "normal" again. And even now, I'm dreading the end of our tour when I'll have to get back on a plane. The people who commited this heinous crime are *not* human, because no *human* being would ever do it. Whatever America does in retaliation, is in my mind justified. I see it as a situation with a rabid dog, and rabid dogs need shot.

It was a quarter to 6 here on the west coast and I was in the bathroom getting ready for work. We were moving in 10 days, so the house was littered with boxes and things to be packed. We had already unplugged the bedroom TV, so when I heard on the radio about the first plane, I woke Ryan up and we immediately went to the living room to turn on the TV. When they said what had happened on the radio, I imagined a little commuter plane that had accidently hit the building. I wasn't prepared to see a 767 flying into the building. At that point, I still thought it was a horrible "accident". Then a few minutes later, the second plane hit. At that point, I... and the rest of the world.... knew it was no accident. I was nannying for a family part time before and after school at the time. I listened to the radio the whole way to work and I was the one to tell my employers about it. They turned the TV on as soon as I told them. Shortly after that, the Pentagon was attacked and the plane near Pittsburgh went down. After I took the kids to school, I returned home and watched TV the rest of the morning and afternoon until I had to go back. I was living and working within a 10 mile radius of the heart of Seattle at the time and was scared to death that we were a target. (Which a couple of months ago, there was evidence found in an afghani cave that we were a major target.) I am still not feeling completely safe. I didn't resume packing until 3 days later. I've never had a panic attack in my life, but later that week, I had one when I went to bed one night. I couldn't sleep, but I did catch up on packing. We moved into our first home on Sept. 21st. It was very bittersweet. We were happy to finally be out of the apartment, but we didn't feel to celebratory in the wake of the tragedy.

I was in the computer lab(yes, i am in school) and this guy was printing pictures from the web. He told us some plane flew into the Twin Towers. We all thought it was just a single-engine plane. I really didn't think much of it at first. After class that is when everyone was talking about it. Our next professor let us out and we got to go to the media room to watch the events. I think everyone was just shocked and couldn't believe what was going on. Tears filled my eyes because I would never have believed that something like that could actually happen in the U.S. All those lives lost. I still pray for all the victims in the tragedy of Sept. 11th.

I was asleep on the couch, when my wife called me to wake me up around 10 minutes after the news coverage started. At the time I was living about 10 minutes drive from the Pentagon (also was living in a high rise building at the time, so I sort of got a bad feeling very quickly about it all). So naturally upon hearing of the news, I grabbed the remote control and turned on CNN - when I first started thinking it was terrorists I thought that it might have been something to do with the Israeli/Palestine thing. At that point i didn't know a thing about Bin Laden and his group, other than he was on the FBI's most wanted list. I regularly called my wife to update her on the situation, (I was on the phone with her when the building collapsed...). After a few hours, I went for a walk outside, and noticed that all the stores and even the mall had shut down. It was one crazy day.

My husband and I were up watching the morning news, the President was in Sarasota at the elementary school that I went to. I was all excited about that! So, that was on, all of a sudden the tv goes black and it's about a plane going into the towers. We were in shock. We watched the 2nd plane go into the towers LIVE. I was trying to rush and get ready to go to work, and I was freaking out at the same time. I felt like the girl from "Poltergeist"..."What's going on!!!!!"
I tried to call my boss to let her know what was going on, but I couldn't get a line out, had to use my cell phone.
I get in the car and drive to work, and my husband calls me to tell me a plane went into the Pentagon. I'm freaking out, it's like a half hour drive to my office.
Got to work, then I started worrying about my Uncle who lives in Manhattan, and he hangs out down by the towers with his cronies. I can't get ahold of him. I finally get ahold of him after Midnight.
That day at work was a nightmare...being a travel agent...I had clients call me from all over because their plane had to land in Nebraska or somewhere. They want to know when they were gonna get home. Or HOW they were gonna go home. I didn't get home until like 8pm that night.
The strangest thing in the world was driving home and not seeing a plane in the sky...and for days, looking to the sky and not seeing a plane. It was so bizarre...

I was at school when it happened. Some students we're saying they're was some sort of attack, so I went to the library to check news Websites, and read as the events unfolded. I went home and stayed glued to the TV shortly after.

I was in my bedroom, watching The Today Show, when they quickly cut to a shot of the first plane going into the side of the WTC, and my first thought was, "Oh my God, what the...?" When they showed the 2nd plane crashing into it, I immediately said out loud, "That was no accident,".

From then on, I was glued to my tv and scared as hell, even though I'm down here in Texas. I saw the two towers as they began to tumble down to the ground, and started crying. :(

What has really stayed with me since then, is Jon Stewart's monologue from The Daily Show, especially this one thing he said: "I may not be able to see the WTC anymore, but you know what I do get to see every day now? The Statue of Liberty -- they can't take that away from us." ((Not exact, but that's pretty much what he said toward the end.))

What were you doing when the towers collasped or you found out?

I was in my second block gym class and I didn't find out until French class next block.

My brother was in NYC when it happened...talking to my dad on his cell. He was in his boss's limo...going to a meeting at the twin towers when the first one collapsed. He was also going to be on one of those flights...but later found out that it was another flight. He told my dad "the skyline's changing."

I was sitting at my desk with my headphones on listening to some music like any other day.
I heard some commotion and someone told me what happend. :(

Sittin' at home working on something computer related with the TV runnin in the back .... Then the regular program got interupted with the news of a tragic accident; a plane had crashed into WTC ... The anchors were commenting on what happened to a live signal from WTC, when the 2nd plane crashed .... I remember thinking holy $hit that's no accident, and at the same time that's pretty much what one of the anchors said .... Both our national channels showed everything from Ground Zero for the rest of the day and all thru' the night ....

I was getting ready to drive Blitzkid to the airport. She and a friend of hers came to visit me and she was leaving to go back home that day. Her friend left for New York 2 days before and was leaving that day, too, I think.

A friend of mine called me and told me "Did you hear?". From the sound of his voice, I thought that one of our friends had died so I prepared for the worst. When he told me that something happened in New York, I thought "Oh big deal! Who cares?" then he told me to turn on the tv. That changed my mind quickly.

I did not know what the World Trade Center was. In fact, I knew very little about New York except that it's a popular city. So over time, I learned more and more about it and what was happening.

That day, I had to think fast. The radio here kept saying the airport was closed except for a few airlines. Blitz' airline was one of them that was supposedly still flying. They handled their corporate communications terribly as their employees did not know if they were flying. So Blitz and I camped at the airport, looking for a hotel for her, wondering if the f***** militant muslims were gonna end the world any minute, grieving for the brave souls, etc., for 3 days. We were also wondering how our friend was doing.

The airport was strange. It was empty except for Blitz's airline was the only one "operating" and there were soldiers everywhere with the biggest guns I've ever seen. The skies were quiet and, of course, news of the event was on tv all over the place for months.

When Blitzkid finally flew home, I finally got to hear from our friend in New York. She said that she was a few blocks from the towers and woke up thinking there was a thunderstorm.

I had just woken up. When I got online, before turning on my TV, my friend asked me "how does a plane manage to run into the side of the building". I laughed, and thought she was doing it in an attempt to wake me up, because I'm not much of a morning person. So I turned on my TV, just in time to see the second plane crash.

I worked at a fast food place, and I remember taking my mom's portable black and white tv with me. We turned it on in the prep area (a definite NO NO ), and when we werent helping what few customers there were, we were all crowded around it.

I think the hardest part came when I went to my brothers to see my niece after I got off from work. It's the first time I can ever remember going to see her, and my brother and I watching tv in complete silence. The last time I saw him cry was when we were much, much, younger. Katlin crawled into his lap, and said "Dont cry daddy, they're with the angels now." She didnt understand why at that point we both started sobbing histerically. And she wasnt even two then. My mom commented on the fact that this was probably the first time she'd ever seen us take an interest in this kind of crisis (w/ the few that I remember previous to this, we were both to young to really understand the true horror of the events).

On the subject of the song...I have to agree that Where Were You is a good song, but my favorite 9/11 tribute song would have to be Silent Night 9/11. I know it's a bit religious, but it still strikes a cord in everyone. In case you've not heard it, I'll upload it to my website (or attempt to), and post the link here.

I was at work. I got up to change the thread on my machine (I worked in a sewing factory) and notice that the some of my co-workers were just standing there with this strange look on their faces. I went to my friend Denise's machine and asked her what was the matter. Before she could tell me, it came over the PA system. The whole factory fell silent. We just sat there in tears. I kept thinking "This can't be happenning."

I called Kevin to check to see if he was up yet (he worked 2nd shift at Boeing plant in Oak Ridge) and we both cried over the phone. I called my sister to see if my nephew was there. He was stationed in Germany and had came home for a month. He was suppose to go back on 12:30pm flight that day. He was still there.

I didn't get to see the news until I got home after work. The images are forever in my mind. By nights end, I cried so much that it gave me a severe migraine.

I have a slightly different view of things. At the time, I worked at the Air Force base that coordinates Medical Evacuation flights around the globe. In times of national tragedies, we also coordinate patient movement to civilian facilities. I was at home, asleep, enjoying a two day break from work, and the phone rings. I answer it, and it is my boss, telling me I need to work the night shift for the readiness department. "Readiness doesnt have a night shift" was my response. He asked "Arent you watching TV?" I turned it on just as the second plane hit. I dont remember what I said, but I hung up the phone and turned the TV on. I woke my girlfriend up and I sat there stunned. Surreal isnt a strong enough word for how it felt. I was shocked. The horror of knowing people were in those planes, and in those buildings struck me all at once. I immediately knew it was foul play, but had no idea who could be behind it. I was angry. I was angrier than I have ever been in my entire life. I was crying at the time as well. My kids had moved back to Maryland with the ex wife shortly before that happened, and they live next to a large military instilation. I was unable to get hold of anybody. I was panicking. I knew I would be up all night, so I tried to get some rest, but the images of that plane was haunting me. I turned the tv back on just as the first tower was collapsing. There was a momentary feeling of defete inside of me. Whomever had arranged this massacre, had won. That was the thought that was going through my mind. They won, they tore down one of the most identifying landmarks in the United States. Thats when the Anger came back. Now I was pissed. I didnt hear of the other two planes yet. When I did, I was convinced the plane in PA was going for the Sears TOwer. Then they showed its flight course, and I knew it was going to DC. Before any stories came out, I told my dad, that somebody on that plane was a hero. I made calls to the Pentagon, congress, the Vice presidents office, Sect of Defense, and a few other offices that night, letting them know Americas medical abilities, and what our plans were, if they were to find a lot of survivors. Unfortunately, the plans I helped form never got used.
After a few days I saw a list of the victims at the pentagon. One of the people had been assigned to my ship, and had left right before i had been assigned there. Several of my friends knew him.

Finally the anger turned to sadness, and I mourned the loss of the thousands of people who were innocently killed. We should never forget those people. Ever. We should never forgive those who did this act. They say Vengence is for God, and God only. Well, I hope the United States doesnt adhere to that philosophy, and finds OBL and takes him out. God (whichever God you believe in) Bless America!

I was coming out of the operating theatre having just had a Gastroscopy perfromed. As I was being wheeled past the Nurse's Station I heard someone say "A plane just hit the World Trade Center". I wasnt under Anaesthetic so I could hear people talk about it. A few minutes later Someone ran into the ward saying a second plane had hit. I knew then that something was terribly wrong. When the nurse said that the Pentagon had been hit I thought I was in the middle of a Tom Clancy Novel. I got home in time to see the second tower collapse. It was on Sky News and the reporter's words were simply " And now the Second Tower's collapsing" in a dead pan voice. I remember thinking " Christ theres people in there and you're announcing this like you'd announce the Sports News. I got so upset. My wife started to cry ( I cant get upset like that) and I remember feeling anger and horror for months afterwards.

It was a horrible day

:( :cry: This is how I feel today. So many families lost loved ones, so many people have lost their lives for the radical beliefs of others. In my bible it says "Hate only that which is evil" Well I hate those radical people behind it all. I will be going to a memorial today in downtown Erie. I need to go on the radio today and not dwell on this. The only thing we are allowed to do today is play one patriotic song an hour. The PD says if we talk about it not to talk about the past events but to talk about the future and how life has changed in a positive way. I want to go on today as normal but it seems real hard. I hope evry one else is doing OK today and if not you all are in my prayers. :flag:

God bless the USA

That song definately pulls it all together. I was gonna pull this thread back up and re-read the words tonight. I'm glad to see it was allready here.