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Discussion in 'Off-Topic Chat' started by Shorts, Sep 11, 2009.
I was in Corpus getting ready for a job interview at the athletic club
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I was late for school, driving in listening to the radio, which I rarely did. At first I thought, wow ... what kind of idiot misses a building that large, and why was a plane that low. Then the second tower got hit, and the tone of the reports changed. There's no way that happens twice. The rest of the day we were discussing it, and all of us being 17 - 18, the draft and war were a big topic. Alot of people were scared, and pretty much all of the classes were canceled.
I was in the lab working & listening to the radio, when I heard the first report. Later on, someone in the building pulled out a TV from one of the conference rooms and we saw the the towers as they collapsed. Sad day.
Technical Drafting class, 10th grade. Something I will never forget.
I was standing by the door with a lot of people and someone said that a plane hit one of the world trade building and I was thinking accident. Then when I got to class the teacher said that the second tower had been hit, and the first thing that popped into my 15 year old head was "we're being attacked". That is the first time that I ever felt the fear of an attack on my county.
I was at work and my first thought was "I knew sooner or later a pilot out of JFK would have a stoke and crash one in the middle of NYC"
A few minutes later we knew that was wrong after the second plane hit.
I was living in Costa Rica at the time an woke up listing to the radio and heard about the first one and like everyone else thought "Wow, they missed by a long shot" then heard the commentary of the second one and my heart sank. Holy shit this wasnt an accident.
Junior year of high school, just trying not to fall asleep in World Religions. At first thought it was a joke, or some idiot in a Cessna or something. Then I heard the second reports, and it was just completely sureal for the rest of the day. No classes were canceled, nor was football practice. Our coach had a pretty "flowery" reason why.
I was working for McDermott Engineering & was in somebodies cubicle that had turned on a portable TV after someone mentioned what was going on......I remember looking at the calender & remarking that it was odd this happed on 9/11 as it was so close to 911....
Living in Gerritsen Beach, Brooklyn at the time, right across the street from Brooklyn Marine Park. Step-son and I were watching his morning cartoons while waiting on my girlfriends dad (I worked with him as an electrician's helper), my girlfriend was 7 months preggers with my son. The T.V. station went out and started flipping through channels and the only one still on air was channel 2. They were talking about the first plane hitting, and I saw the other plane flying across the screen, and turned and looked at Jodi and commented on how this wasnt an accident, it was an attack. Then it hit...
Her dad showed up and commented on all the smoke in the sky, and I told him about the attack. Him and I ponied up and took off to Queens on the Belt Parkway, and mind you, there are thousands of cars on the Belt at this time of the morning. We were the only car... When we got to the draw bridge it was blocked off by police cruisers, so we had to take Pennsylvania Ave up a ways. There were cars, just left of the road, doors open, people hanging outside of all of the shops watching the news. It seemed like we were the only car moving...
We finally made our way to north Brooklyn and we were literally right across the river from the WTC. We havent even parked the car and the first one started coming down. The debris cloud started across the river and we had to move. We moved up a dozen long blocks, and stood there watching. Mind you, Newt was a firefighter back in the 70's, so alot of the old timers were there in the midst of action, alot of his friends were there. Alot of his buddies died that day.
But, shortly before the last tower came down, you could see the people jumping out of the tower and a few seconds later, hear them from across the river hitting the ground. To this day, I can hear that sound in my sleep, like a faint .22 report. Then the North Tower came down......
We started back to my house, and as we were coming into the neighborhood, there were papers literally snowing from the sky. There were kids and parents out there catching them out of the air. Right before I walked into the door, there was a check fluttering about and I grabbed, and it was an uncashed check for $150,000 from one of the companies in the North Tower.
For a week after that, there was a dusting of ash and soot on the cars. The first day was the worst, with a very thick powdering. Washing your car was frivilous, because the next day it was the same thing.
What really sucks about this all, was that Sunday before the attack, we were in Manhattan at the Fireman's Museum, and we were supposed to go out on the fire boats in the Harbor and see the Statue of Liberty. I started feeling ill, so Jodi started to take me home. As we were driving past the Twin Towers, I asked her to stop so that I could take a picture of them. She says..."Dont worry Brad, they'll be here next weekend..." Tuesday... They were on the ground...