I was visiting a friend of mine in Phoenix, Arizona ( i live in Los Angeles )

My friend, Mattie, woke me up when the first plane hit, and since i wasnt ready to get up yet, i dismissed it (noone knew it was terrorism yet) then a second plane crashed and she woke me up again, so i came downstairs with her and we turned on CNN. The next 12 hours were spent planted there in our PJs in absolute shock.

I was scheduled to fly home the next day (yea well, that didnt happen) I called my best friend in california, ray. Ray said as soon as he gets home from work he'll take a shower and drive out to get me (being about 6 hours away)

He arrived at 11pm, spent the night, and him and i left the following day around noon.

I found out when i got home that my dads closest friend, for over 20 years, died in the fall of the towers :(

Not a super special story, but you get the idea, lets hear yours :)

Rolling out of bed right as my friend called to alert me.

The next 10 hours at work was one of the most sobering and quiet days ever. I had to travel to another site during the day, and everyone was very quiet and still in shock.

The most ironic thing though...

On Sept 10th, a site wide memo went out about a new morning procedure (flag salute). I still have the memo at my desk.

At work, no doubt flaming someone on this very board.

Just got home from work and starting my first day of vacaction at my new job. Turned on Fox News like I always do to watch the breakin gnews then Live the rest of the day including the live shot of the second plane going into the second tower. Sat in disbelief the whole day.

At work, I think we were still recovering from the Nimda virus at that point. I was going through a spreadsheet and browsing MSNBC for news when I saw the breaking news flash.

Then I stayed in my boss' office for the next few hours while we watched the news coverage on his tv.

Man, that was a sucky day.

was in class at the time and i think we got out early. then went to the student life center with a bunch of students and watched CNN. Poor kid sitting next to me was of Middle Eastern decent.

I was still in bed. My dad called me and told me to turn on the TV. I didn't right at first so he told me what was happening. It was like I couldn't register it in my head. It didnt make sense to me at all till I turned on the TV. I watched TV till I couldn't take anymore.

I had just gotten my son off to school and turned on the news when the first tower was hit.My husband called me to verify if it was true when the second plane hit and hung up to look for someone with a t.v..

The news was on for many hours that day and night(except when my son was in the room,at 8,I wanted to keep the visuals to a small minimum) and my husband was home from work early because no one was certain that Chicago was safe.

I was sick with the flu so I didn't go into work that morning. I rolled out of bed after some Nyquil and other flu meds and turned on the big screen in the living room. I called my wife and asked her when the hell she ordered Cinemax. I honestly thought it was another "Die Hard" movie. I was waiting for Bruce Willis to pop out and scream "Yippie-Kai-Yay motherfuckers!!". That didn't happen.

My wife explained the situation to me and I immediately called a co-worker of mine at work. She (who was from NYC and would eventually lose a brother in the WTC disaster) was bawling. I told her to calm down and she told me they were evacuating the office as we were located across from the Federal Building in Dallas.

The second I hung up the phone the second plane plowed into "Tower II". Maybe it was the flu. Maybe it was the sense of emotion. Could have been a little of both. I went to the bathroom and threw up.

I was reading in one of the few open classrooms in my high school before classes started (around 7:30 AM PST) when the teacher turned on the radio. I expected Beethoven; I heard what at first appeared to be a "War of the Worlds" type hoax of a broadcast. I shrugged it off, buzzed through another dozen pages of Crichton, and headed to class.

Most of my English class was seated already. A shoddy TV displayed something that at first seemed like something that could have only been conceived by the twisted imagination of Tom Clancy. Both the broadcast and the classroom reeked of panic.

After about twenty minutes, the sheer magnitude of the attack had sunk in. Everyone who had friends or relatives in New York was going to pieces. Rumors flew about, striking fear with the thought of another dozen planes unaccounted for in US airspace. It was probably the scariest ordeal I've been through since the Northridge quake.

By the end of the school day, I calmed down a bit. I logged onto EQ, as was my norm/custom/addiction back then. Everything beyond that is a blur....

I was onboard the USS Enterprise on our way to Cape Town, S. Africa for some R&R. I was in my rack waking up for watch listening to the reports on TV(about 2130). I was not sure what I heard at first thought it was a movie being played, I soon realized due to the repetition that I should get up. I was able to watch footages of the first and second planes striking the towers. I left to email my father saying that I will most likely be late on arriving back home from deployment on time.
Less than 5min after sending the email, email server were shutdown through out the ship for OpSec concerns, my email being one of the last off the ship. Shortly after due to where our berthing was located you could hear the screws start speeding up. But we all knew before that we will be here awhile longer.
On watch we all shared our feelings and speculation on the events of that day. After watch we all watched one of the first of many announcements the president made through out the day.
Later on towards morning we were on station and began our wait to see what will happen and what our roles will be. Operating areas for carriers were NYC1/NYC2, for the amphib groups pentagon 1.

Hi, I just got myself banned.

thxla~

you're an idiot for even posting that anti-semitic bullshit

Here mate. I figured I'd make life easier for you, and post a letter I found off your nice little website.

"Jews are pretty good liars most of the time, but they tell so many lies they are bound to trip themselves up sometimes. Their exaggerations, half-truths, and outright inventions about the so- called "Holocaust," easily the most lied-about topic ever, are a good example.

Unfortunately, many patriots fail to counter the Jews' "Holocaust" lies effectively; instead they let themselves be lured into the semantic trap of "Holocaust denial." That is, they tacitly accept the Jews' rules of debate. The first of those rules is that one must either accept or reject the "Holocaust" mythology as a whole: no quibbling over details permitted. If one does not accept without question or quibble the magical number of "six million" Jews who were led into gas chambers disguised as shower houses and given a faceful of Zyklon-B instead of hot water when they turned on the faucet, for example, one is a "Holocaust denier," who believes that the "Holocaust" is entirely fictitious, and the German government treated Jews just like everyone else during the Second World War. That, of course, is an impossible position to defend.

The "Holocaust" myth, as mentioned above, is a structure built of lies, exaggerations, and half- truths, and the way to discredit it is to subject these individual building blocks -- the details -- to critical scrutiny.

To be specific, the August 10, 1994, issue of The Christian Science Monitor carried an article (page 12) by Jewess Linda Joffee about growing anti-Semitism in Germany and the efforts of the Jews and their collaborators to combat it. Under the heading "Growing Anti-Semitism Concerns German Jews," Ms. Joffee writes:

"About 560,000 Jews lived in Germany when the Nazis came to power in 1933. Almost all died in the Holocaust. There are about 50,000 Jews in Germany today."

The first sentence in Ms. Joffee's statement is true. The second sentence is a bald-faced lie. Fortunately, it can easily be shown as such by anyone with access to a library which carries books with world demographic data for the last 60 years or so.

The truth of the matter is that as soon as a National Socialist government was elected in Germany in 1933, the Germans began working hard to persuade Jews to emigrate. They did this by enacting legislation which progressively excluded Jews from one sector of German life after another. Jews were not permitted to teach in Germany, except in Jewish schools; they were not permitted to publish newspapers, magazines, or books, except those published specifically for Jews; they were banned from the practice of medicine (except the treating of Jewish patients) and law; and they were excluded from many areas of trade and industry, especially from those businesses requiring a government license.

This legislation was not motivated by petty spite or by economic considerations, but by a determination to free Germany from Jewish influence. When the National Socialists came to power in 1933, Jews were vastly over-represented in the media, in teaching, and in the legal and medical professions. For example, 42 per cent of the physicians practicing in Berlin in 1933 were Jews, as were 48 per cent of the attorneys. To the National Socialists this was an intolerable situation, and they set about remedying it in a typically thorough and efficient manner.

The Jews screamed bloody murder about the National Socialist campaign to take Germany away from them and give it back to the German people. As early as 1934 Jews around the world declared an economic boycott of Germany in retaliation. As it became apparent to them, however, that Adolf Hitler was the most popular leader Germany had ever had, that the National Socialists could neither be bought off nor voted out of office, and that there really was no future for Jews in Germany, they began to look for easier pickings elsewhere. The great majority of them eventually emigrated.

By the time the Second World War began in September 1939 there were only about 200,000 Jews left in Germany, and a number of them succeeded in leaving after that.


As an ethnic German, who lived there until age 9, I can tell you I have been to the camps. People who think those are the creations of a "Jew domination" on the media don't deserve to fucking live.

You're an ignorant idiot.

Seriously FUCK OFF you stupid noob BITCH.

7 total posts and already your rivaling Taino for the crown of annoyance.

i was getting ready for college, had to be out of the house at 6:00am, as i was getting dressed i turned on the TV and emediately saw the footage of the 2nd plane going through the other tower LIVE, thought to myself "WTF?" and figured it was a hoax, checked the info on the channel and it said the news ... so i was shocked, then i was shocked more by the reactions of the news anchor's ... i sat and watch all day, called my friend who lives up in NY to see if he saw/heared about it yet

When the first plane hit I was getting ready to he out for a day of Tech School classes. When the second hit, the Dean of students oredered all of the TV's turned off. Logical huh. A school of computer technology, yeah they won't be able to see anything.

When the first tower fell My cell phone was ringing and I was informed I had been recalled to active Duty. I went home a few hours later, packed up and waited for a final call. Later that night i was flown to Travis AFB and then to Ft. Bragg North Carolina.

When I arrived there, I was informed that 6 of my closest friends were in fact killed in the Pentagon strike, they were there to conduct a briefing on a terrorist threat. It had been delayed several days due to key Military and Political leaders being "Unavalable".

I had just finished playing EQ before getting ready for school, the TV alarm went off to wake up my mom, she said holy shit theres a fire somewhere(having just woken up) I didn't really pay attention, was getting my stuff together when she started yelling that the world trade center had been attacked, she said something like "oh my god I just saw a plane crash into it", I didn't really believe her, but when I saw for myself It was horrifying.
That day at school was really slow, we didn't do much except for talk about it.
Yes it was a horrible day, but no it wasn't the most horrible thing to have ever happened. I'm mostly over it by now, I still feel for the people who died and their loved ones, but I don't feel my judgement blurred by emotion like I did on the day of the attack.

I was sleeping when the radio reprted the firrst airplane hitting. I got up and turned on the TV just in time to see the second.
I sat there in disbelief.It just didnt seem real somehow.When they showed the video from a doctors camcorder later that day, of one of the towers collapsing,thats when it really hit me.You could hear dozens of PASS alarms going off. I sat there fighting back tears. My girlfriend at that time asked me " whats that? " I said " those are dead firefighters." I still cant watch that footage without tearing up.

I was at work in Amsterdam. Watched TV all day long there with my coworkers, being in shock.

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a new morning procedure (flag salute).
This is sick.
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And that Amtisemitistic bullshit is just as sick.


There, yay, I disagree with everyone. *dance*

Was screaming at our connection for being down as always, Sind had slept on the couch with the TV on and told me to look at the TV.. was like 5 mins after the first plane smashed into the building.

Spent the rest of the day talking to American friends on ICQ and EQ, locating those I knew lived in NY... by the end of the day all were accounted for aswell as their family members.

Strange day indeed, typically also the day after my brothers birthday and an old friends birthday.. I doubt she had a good day.

Saluting the flag is sick?

God Taino.. your so incredibly fucked up that its disturbing.

Do you know what patch all those firemen and police officers had on their right chest? American Flag.
And I totally doubt anyone was forcing anyone in Marz company to salute.
If you had one tiny notion of human nature, you would realize that an act of community is comforting in times like those.

an eMail with a "morning procedure" does very much look like a duty to me.
I have a sense for community and my social environment. But being washed into a mindless patriot by daily prodecures, flags all over at all times like mad, everyone at all times telling everyone "God bless america" and "We're the besat" and all that stuff is NOT a sense for community. Its patriotism that lead you into ignorance, arrogance and the impression that only you count on this planet. And you celebrate this attitude all over on this forum.

Can you keep your hatred out of ONE item? Just one?

At least TRY to show a little bit of freaking respect. People are remembering what they were doing on a pretty bad day .

Lets keep this crap off of this thread, I just want stories from different people on sept 11th, cut the other bullshit out please

Taino, this was a memorial thread, let folks tell their stories please, and to everyone else, try not to salivate every time he rings the bell, please ;) .

I was working in the lab at UGA (in unusually early as it was takedown day and I was about to start dissecting lymph nodes out of a mouse), when my major professor came down the hall and informed me that someone had just flown a plane into the World Trade Center. It didn't seem like a real possibility to me, and so I kind of went 'oh?' and continued on with my work. A few minutes later it became apparent that something really was going on (a TV was dragged up to the second floor conference room, and all the profs were milling around with their coffee mugs watching the scene unfold) and I cleaned up and went down to see what was going on. I walked in just before the second plane hit the second tower.
We all just sat and watched the scene for a while and by far the most surreal moment for me was when the first tower collapsed. It was there, and then it kind of appeared to slide a moment, and then... it was gone. That that huge of a building had just... collapsed that quickly seemed completely unreal and we all just sat there stunned.

As someone who neither has lived in, nor knows anyone in, New York City, it is difficult to imagine what that day must have been like to folks who were actually there. We see images of explosions, etc, all the time in the media, make movies where whole cities are destroyed, and so it was really difficult for me to connect with the sheer horrificness of this event. This was surely the most traumatic and devastating event to happen to America and Americans since Pearl Harbor, and affected people even more deeply, I think, because it was truly on home soil, not on a far-flung island in the Pacific that few Americans knew much about in 1941. I went home from work that day confused and not knowing what to think about what I had just seen, what it meant to the world, and to this day am apprehensive about the repercussions of that event on the American psyche and how it will yet play out its effect on the world gestalt, for lack of a better term.

Regards,
Nydia Ywalmoriel
Autonomous Collective

Was working when I heard on the radio that a plane crashed into the 1st tower.. As I could not believe it I turned up the radio in our company and we stopped working and just listened to what was going on.
Very fast there was footage on CNN so that's where we went to see what happend.

We were all pretty much shoked by what happend...

What we discussed most is why this happend and what the US did to deserve such an attack... As you all know these debates are still going on....

I was at home with my kids and my friends kids. (was watching em for the day.) I didn't have any T.V. that day cuz it was on the fritz, so had the raido and internet to rely on. All I could do was hold my kids and cry, and be thankful that they were in my arms safe and sound with me. My heart went out to all the families who were wondering and worrying about their loved ones.

I think everyone just needs to ignore Taino for his rude posts. We all know he only does it to get our reaction. The more we reply to his post, the more he will post just to make our blood boil.

Where was I?

I was in Parc de la columbiere in Dijon France, working as a missionary, it was early afternoon, and my friend and i heard screaming coming from a ways down.

Turns out it was a couple of young men, of North african descent I'm guessing, given that they were chanting something about Algeria, and Morroco, and how they were destroying the United States.

They tried to start a fight with us, but well, yeah it didn't really go far after the first one of them was unconcious, when they're friends pulled a gun and started shooting at us we ran. Seems they wanted to help Bin Laden expand his work in their own small way.

At first when we finally found a bus, all of them had stopped because everyone was listening to the radio, we could barely understand the announcer, while my french is pretty good, it's not good when listening to a guy spitting it out at 100mph, but we gathered that there had been an attack on new york, and later on we had a meeting with some of our local church leadears and found out what had happened.

I never saw the live footage, never even a rebroadcast until recently, I picked up a book "What We Saw"

For me, it just reinforced the importance of what I was doing then, and what I'm doing now.

Two years later, this morning I was in an Honor Guard, myself and three other Alaska National Guard members, for the second anniversary of these terrible attacks.

Now i have traded in my suit and name tag for a camoflagued set of fatigues, and an aid bag, and soon I too will be supporting our global war on terrorism in a very real and personal way, hopefully be able to make sure some of my fellow Joe's make it home alive and in one piece. And to send people like Bin Laden, and others of his Ilk off to meet their maker, in as many pieces as possible.

Most importantly though, now two years after, I think it's important that we remember what happend, not live in fear, but live with the knowledge that we aren't invulnerable, but we can fight back.

Lets see, I was at work, and one of the ladies came over and said a plane just hit the World Trade Center building. We all went to her desk to watch the second plane hit, to this day my boss still says I was the only one who said anything. All I said was "we have just been attacked". They sent us home about an hour later.

That night on EQ with my wife and our usual hunting group, a member asked how she was supposed to explain this to her young kids. I told her to explain to them that there exist evil in this world, and that as people they will have to choose to be a force for good or evil, but that it is a choice and that only they can make it.

A little while later a friend called, he wanted everyone to know that our folks who were there were all ok and they would be heading home as soon as they could. I then called some old friends and was told by thier wives that they werent avaliable and they didnt know when they would be. I told them we would be praying for them, logged off and called my extended family.

I'd been out of work for a couple months at this point, so I was asleep until about 1pm. I heard about everything pretty much after the fact.

I was at a pretty apathetic stage of my life at the time, so the weight of the situation never really sunk in, despite all of the soccer-mom soap opera media drama.

I was on my way to work when I heard it. I stopped in Uncle Bill's (A gas station) across the street and got a coffee. They have a little TV behind the counter, and I saw the footage, so I asked them what movie they were watching.

Then I realized it was CNN.

I was reporting to a jobsite, talking to the super to get my workload for the day. The super is also a good friend of mine from college and he said that an airplane crashed into the world trade center so we both sat and listened to the morning X on 99X Atlanta do a report from NYC covering the whole event ( They were there for an MTV bullshit thing). No work got done as all 40 workers on the job glued themselves to the radio.

When the towers fell, everyone left. The Atlanta highways were deserted in a city plagued with traffic and the worlds busiest skys were deserted of aircraft. Just plain erie.

Today I addressed my platoon of how important we are doing is. It really put things in perspective.

I agree with Taino,but i don`t think it was really an appropriate place to put that comment :(

As far as where i was,i can`t really be sure,though i know i was watching footige on CNN/CNBC though sky sometime early evening.
It was the most horrific thing i`ve ever seen,the 2nd most being footige from a BBC news team travelling with Kurdish and US troops during the Iraq invasion.A US plane was called in to bomb a tank that was blocking the convoy,somehow something went wrong and the bomb hit to convoy dead on.The footige that was shot then was extremly graphic (even after editing probably ) Though even that couldn`t compare to watching horrifed as it slowly dawns on you that someone just flew 2 passenger planes into the world trade center.

Btw i`d like to point out that i`m not trying to insult the US by telling about that convoy accident.I was simply relating another pretty awful thing that i have witnessed on TV.

Sleeping, went to bed late that night then was woken up really early in the morning. It all seemed like a dream till I was on the freeway driving home to see my family only to sober up to the fact that this was reality.

I was in my computer programing class roaming the aro boards cause i was done with my project. My friend was looking at cnn.com.. he was the first to see it in the school. My classmates and i saw the second plane fly over my school, im not kidding. Ill remember it for the rest of my life. So then the bell rang.. i slacked to my next class as i shouted in the hallways telling everyone i knew "A plane flew into WTC"... i got many horriable looks and reply's "how could you make such a joke like that." Soon the hallways filled with tears and fear.. i will always remember 9/11

I had just come down for breakfast when I witnessed the second plane hit live on T.V. I remember just sitting there, and after getting to school, literally none of my classes did anything. All we did was watch the news reports come in and console others. It was as though the world had stopped, time became meaningless, and everyone around me came together.

It is a day that will be forever burned into my memory.

--Cen

I was at work.
I heard about on Howard Stern while driving in.
I called my wife at home to tell her to turn on the TV.

She started crying as soon as she turned on the tv.. I lost it right after.

the worlds busiest skys were deserted of aircraft. Just plain erie.

I remember looking up in the skies and seeing just blue.There was not a cloud nor trail from a single aircraft,and yes,it was extremely erie.

i was in phoenix, all flight paths in and out cross the entire city, pretty low too..


to look up in the sky of phoenix, hear silence, see nothing..


crrrrreeeppyy

I think it was 2 days after, I work right next to Disneyland, and me and my co-workers are playing basketball (edit *we have a basketball hoop at the place I work at and before start time some of get there early and shoot around, just clearing that up before retards start saying wtf omg where is this magical basketball hoop and other stupid shit*) and then we see a plane fly over a heads, a jetliner it seemed. We knew that amusement parks like Disneyland especially were possible terrorist targets, we all stopped what we were doing and looked up hoping the worst wouldn't happened. It's just weird, things you usually ignore you now notice. Things that you wouldn't even think about questioning, you would always second guess... No matter how you feel about the whole situation, there is one guarantee, if you lived in the U.S. before and after the World Trade Center collapsed, your life has been changed in one form or another... kinda weird huh?

I was at work, at the High School. I had IM on at work, and I got a message from a friend who lives in the Philippines. He said, OMG are you alright!! I assured him that I was, and he informed me that the US had had some kind of attack.

I wandered down the halls to see what was going on, and I went past room after room where class had been suspended and the TVs were blaring the news.

I witnessed the second plane crashing into the world trade center -- on tv.

The third plane went down not far from us (I live in PA) and all of a sudden I felt very very vulnerable. It was the first time that I have felt that perhaps our security measures were not enough.

Almost everyone in our school was touched by this tragedy in some way. Some more directly than others, but touched nonetheless.

I must admit I was ashamed of our media for the constant reviewing of the planes crashing. It was shown countless times, again and again and again!

Course, this is not a surprise, as I am usually ashamed of our media.

One of the new teachers just hired this fall was in Iraq. He has some very interesting stories to tell.

How has it changed me? I felt a surge of patriotism and outrage, and I shall always be proud of my country. As far as my daily life, though, things pretty much go on as usual.

The front page of the CHicago Trib today has a picture of the New York skyline at night, lighted up, with 2 spotlights shining straight up where the twin towers were.

If anyone knows where to get a nice photo of this online, I'd appreciate a link.

http://images.chicagotribune.com/media/thumbnails/blurb/2003-09/9359354.jpg

I was watching TV (CNN) saying "WOW.... what a fucking great movie !!!"

I was watching TV (CNN) saying "WOW.... what a fucking great movie !!!"

Kindly shut the fuck up.Unless of course you were serious,then..get help