September 11, 2001 . . . .

Hard day to forget...

My mom's bank had temporary offices on the 100th floor of the North Tower; my dad, a plumber, was working on Liberty Street. My wife, then girlfriend, was going to grad school not too far from the White House. I was at the University of Maryland. I lost my mind that day... it turned out that my mom's bank cleared out the week before (but I didn't know), my dad was running in the streets helping people, and my girl and I got back to our apt absolutely stunned. Some of her brothers and sisters worked close to the Towers--they were fine. But we knew people who didn't make it. As New Yorkers, we were devastated... we walked those streets. We were stuck on the trains during the 93 attacks; 9/11 was surreal and a living nightmare. My family, including those in the NYDP, were ok--but none of us have fully recovered from the trauma of that day.

Just thought I'd share. Be well everyone.
 
I agree, never forget! Never forget the events of 9/11/2001 and never forget who the enemy was and still is. Sadly there are some people, both civilians and former government leaders, who still do not understand who the enemy is; as far as I'm concerned they are part of the problem, not part of the solution. Love it [the USA] or leave it!
 
NEVER, ever forget!
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I was in my final semester of college when it happened. Being an aerospace and pilot training school, many of my classmates were Army or Air Force ROTC. Sobering day when many of them realized they would be going to war. :(

Side note - I had a job interview within a week of 9/11, and it was SO eerie how empty the airports were. I was 1 of only 3 people on my flight from Phoenix to DFW in a Boing 757. How weird was that?!?!?! :confused: We all sat in the front of the plane and talked with the pilots and flight attendants with the cockpit door open. Different times.
 
@JerryBusse

So it's sept 11th....:(, I'm sure alot of americans are kinda down in spirit. Maybe some kind of announcement would give us all something to look forward to...something to give us strength through tough times and faith in american craftmanship...
 
Was my senior year of high school in the heartland. Listened to reports of the attacks on the radio from a no heat no AC shack we called the weight room at school. Later watched on television what I thought was sure to be my generations Vietnam. 2/3 of my 24 graduating class joined some faction of service later that year before graduating.


Never forget.
 
Great thoughts, Jerry and all of you here. Never forget who did this to us, and remain vigilant.
 
Never forget.... pray for those lost and the rest of us in this great country we call home!!
 
I do remember the day as if it were only yesterday. I was away with work and received a call from my ex-Girlfriend who was living in Canada at the time. It was the early hours of the 12th here when she called to let me know what was happening and asked me to let her mother know she was OK (I love her mother but she is not the sharpest tool in the box and NYC was close enough to "Canada" for her to be freaked out). I was due to fly to LA to meet up with her on the morning of the 14th. It ended being the night of the 15th before I finally boarded my flight.
 
It's a good day to remember what living in the land of the free, and the home of the brave is all about... strength, honor and sacrifice my friends.
 
I'll never forget this day. I was 21 years old. That Tuesday it happened I was working some job as a typical college student might do to get a little extra money, back then we never paid attention to the news , thought it was irrelevant and only for old people to have something to worry about. Well me and my cousin came back home and my mom made us sit down and watch the news that day. In the next few days I wanted to enlist in the army. My poor eyesight kept me out when I tried to sign up. I have been disappointed about that for many years. But I am proud of my country and those who have fought to defend it.
 
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