15 years ago

FIRST RULE: IF you want to say or discuss the .gov was involved Start your own thread (foxtrot edit: Actually, they better go to a new website). This is about remembering. Something no longer mentioned in most schools. Or it's a minor footnote within the education system.

Here we will remember as we (my family) always do



approx 7:30 MDT i heard the first reports.







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History channel has some great shows on 9/11 today. DVR them and watch them, a lot of emotions.

Always a melancholy day for me.

While I didn't know anybody directly affected at the time, I watched the events on TV and was in shock over the tragedy that befell our nation and all the lives affected.

Here's my tribute :
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Not since Kennedy was shot do people remember exactly where they were when this happened.

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Originally Posted by kwando

History channel has some great shows on 9/11 today. DVR them and watch them, a lot of emotions.

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I recorded and watched "15 Septembers Later" last night. Powerful.

My older son (a high school senior then) and I watched the second plane hit as we were getting ready to leave the house. It was the main reason he enlisted. My phone started going nuts immediately. I got a short text at almost the same time from a good friend on NYPD-"We're at war".

We will remember.

I highly recommend a trip to the 9/11 Memorial & Museum. It's one of the few reasons to travel in enemy territory.

Plan a whole day because you won't be right until dinner.

[Salute]

I remember where I was

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The National Geographic Channel also has some excellent segments airing today. Meanwhile, Vice (formerly H2) has "Gaycation" and "Weediquette".

Not only do I remember where I was, I remember the feelings. I will never understand how anyone that was old enough to understand what was going on at the time could ever forget.

I was watching Good Morning America (local news broke early for reports of a plane crash in Manhattan) when the second plane flew into frame.

I remember it like it was yesterday- where I was, what I was doing, telling people at work to put on the TV, my terror when I realized some beloved friends may be at the Pentagon...the whole works.

Starting my day with a pot of coffee and orders for the shop, as usual. Even then I didn't watch network TV. First heard about the plane "crashing" into the first tower on KOA news. Turned on the TV and saw the second. Like most everyone else, that's when I knew it wasn't an accidental plane crash. A little later reports started coming in of the other planes. Helplessness. That's all I felt. Desperately wanting to do something helpful and not a damn thing that could be done.

I went to my shop early and people were lined up waiting for me to open.

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Originally Posted by TheGrey

I remember it like it was yesterday- where I was, what I was doing, telling people at work to put on the TV, my terror when I realized some beloved friends may be at the Pentagon...the whole works.

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My second cousin was a 767 pilot for American Airlines who routinely flew out of NYC. When I remembered that, it was sheer terror for me. Thankfully, he wasn't involved in those flights, but knew the pilots who were.

I and my wife cannot forget that day. I was traveling for work and she was at home but we were together then in our souls and we will never forget that day.

May God bless America and those that fight for her against the evil that seeks to consume us, past present and future. They make a terrible sacrifice for all of us.

I was 12 years old in school. After hearing about the Pentagon over the radio I remarked to my older sister that we were at war and that I was going to fight in it. I marked the 10th anniversary of 9/11 in Afghanistan while in the Corps. When we heard SEALS had killed Bin Laden we didn't believe it at first. I would have given anything to have been on that raid in May. Head shots and unceremoniously being thrown into the Indian Ocean were to good for that goat fucker.

Velocitas, Opprimere,
Violentia Operandi

It is an event permanently etched In my mind. From watching it happen on tv, then getting called to go down there for support for 2 weeks.
Lost a few good friends down there. Physically and mentally.
Thoughts and prayers to the victims and family.

I was working as a travel agent at the time. Walked to the coffee shop on my way to work and heard something about a plane crash on the radio while getting coffee. "This could be bad" I thought. Got to the office, turned on my computer and listened to more radio... It was. Pretty soon I was watching the airline seats get zeroed out as flights were canceled. Eventually the boss showed up and told us all to go home. Not having any family close, and as my Y2K supplies were still in good order, I went fishing. I thought it may be a while before I had much leisure time again. Caught two nice Rainbows.

While it was pretty much the end of my travel agent career I didn't know anybody killed or injured in the attack. Most of the people I knew did.

Monday would be the day I landed on Colorado 15 years ago..... but I do remember what I did this day with my family and friends.....

Woke up in my dorm-room and people throughout the hall were all watching TVs (at that point, just the first tower had been hit). I then watched as the other plane hit the 2nd tower, and thought "Whoa, wait.. they're replaying the footage of the plane hitting, but the other tower's already hit.. what?" My brain couldn't process what I was seeing. Then I just got that sick feeling watching the towers fall.

Senior year of high school. Was in 1st period when in happened. Went to work that afternoon and all the other guys my age knew we were going to go to war. We all said when we did that we'd join the military. I ended up being the only one who did. I remember watching the initial footage of A-stan at work a few months before I graduated high school. Was in OSUT for 19D when the invasion of Iraq occurred.

I was in Brooklyn that morning. Had friends who died in the towers and can still remember the smell. I went to ground zero over two weeks later and it was still on fire. Seeing those pictures still kind of fucks me up. I'll never forget that day so long as I live.

I was on my way to a DOR driver's license revocation hearing I had been subpoenaed to. The radio program I usually listened to had two guys who always were joking together and they were very serious in their tones and reporting the news. I sat in the parking lot and listened as long as I could and then went to the hearing and returned to the car to continue listening. I went back to the PD and watched it with another officer who was a veteran as well. Little did we know at that time that both of us would deploy multiple times overseas because of it.

I tried to give blood that day. Waited for 12 hrs. and they still never got to me.

I was was a contractor for IBM at the time. Pulled into the parking lot. Right as I was getting out of the car, Peter Boyles came on that that a plane hit the WTC. No other details. Went to the office. Only a couple of people were in.

"Did you hear anything about a plain crash?"
"No. What are you talking about?"

We had a TV, in the lobby, that scrolled upcoming events. Turned on the first channel that had news. Shortly after, the second tower was hit.

The whole day there were rows of people watching the TV. A lot were crying but all were glued to what was going on.

I had to avoid the lobby that day. Too much emotion for me to handle.

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I was in Brooklyn that morning. Had friends who died in the towers and can still remember the smell. I went to ground zero over two weeks later and it was still on fire. Seeing those pictures still kind of fucks me up. I'll never forget that day so long as I live.

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I remember the smell too. People have asked but I can't really explain it. I also remember the thumps as people hit the ground because they would rather jump than burn.

I was on Active Duty that day. We went from a peacetime Army to a wartime Army in about two hours. One of the things that sticks in my mind was how crisp the salutes were from the lower Enlisted- it was not a game anymore.

Was an instructor at the schoolhouse at Goodfellow AFB...saw the tv on in the office, the first I thought was an accident....the second one was all I needed to know it was an attack. Been a different life since then...

I was in the Army at the time and stationed in Hawaii when we were woken up about 0305 and told to assemble at the flight line in BDU's. We were actually on gunnery on the Big Island at Pohakaloa Training Center with our attack helicopter battalion. We were briefed and handed tools to start digging .50 cal pits at the entrances and laying down triple strand concertina wire until the HI ARNG arrived and took over security. A few aircraft started doing armed patrols until all US air traffic was suspended and we were stuck on the Big Island with a couple more tables of gunnery to finish before we could leave. I first saw the footage in the TOC about 12 hours after it happened and some didn't see it until the next day, but all of us were visibly upset and wondering if we would be selected to go wherever forces were needed to find the people responsible. With the limited phone lines there it took people from that area several days in some cases to be able to contact their families.

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Was an instructor at the schoolhouse at Goodfellow AFB...saw the tv on in the office, the first I thought was an accident....the second one was all I needed to know it was an attack. Been a different life since then...

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I was a sophomore in high school. I saw the second plane hit on Good Morning America, and then went to class. By the time I got to school (15 minutes or so) I heard then that the Pentagon had been hit. That was when I knew this was serious, and I was honestly terrified. It felt like it was the first wave of something much bigger. Thank God it was just a bunch of goatfuckers with some flight sim time.

Gallery about the 4 flights that day
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Gallery of images along with comments from the people who were on AF1 that day:
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This might be my favorite, and also the scariest one on here

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Brian Montgomery, director of advance, White House: As soon as we landed, Mark Rosenker [director of the White House Military Office] and I went off the back stairs. There’s this guy who looks like General Buck Turgidson from Dr. Stranglove, big guy, all decked out in a bomber jacket. He was straight out of central casting. We said, “What do you need?” He said, “See those planes? Every one is loaded with nukes—tell me where you want ’em.” We look over and there are just rows of B-52s, wingtip to wingtip.

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I'd just started my 2nd year of law school at UW in Laramie. When my radio turned on to wake me up, instead of music it was a news report about the plane hitting the WTC. I turned on the TV and watched for a few minutes before I headed to class.

As soon as I got there, people were in the hallways crying and wondering what the hell was going on. By the time class started it was pretty clear that it was a deliberate terrorist attack and people were seething mad. The Civil Procedure professor, Joel Selig (a New Yorker himself) wanted to continue with class since "the people who did this wanted to disrupt our lives" and he didn't want to let them do that. But he said he'd respect the classes wishes on whether to hold class and nobody was really in the mood. A short time later the dean cancelled all classes that day for the entire school.

When I got home there was a voice mail telling me to call into my National Guard unit to update the alert roster. Since I didn't have a cell I was asked to stay near a phone throughout the day. We actually didn't get mobilized until almost a year later but we knew that sooner or later we'd be going somewhere.

I spent most of the day on the computer. One of the message boards I was on (the now defunct Paratrooper.net) had people posting real-time updates about what was happening in NY and DC.

Hard to believe it's been 15 years.

Also remember what happened 4 years ago as well.

I watched several of the airings this weekend, recapping footage and actual phone calls of several of the victims and it was very powerful. One of the pieces that I watched this weekend was with one of the fire captains and his crew that were exiting the 2nd tower to fall and had come across and elderly black lady who had started to exit the building down the stairs but was exhausted when they found her. Even though she told them to leave her and get themselves out of the building, the firefighters stayed with her and were slowly getting her out as well, when on the 4th floor the building collapsed around them, and they some how all survived. Remarkable listening to them retell the story.
I remember exactly where I was that day as after the first plane hit, we were all glued to a small TV here at work watching as the 2nd plane hit.
Watching the footage again this weekend brought back all the same feelings of that day.

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Originally Posted by milwaukeeshaker

15 years "police action" Longer than WW2, Korea, and Vietnam, and what has been accomplished other than killing and maiming our young men?

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I was working at a Pharma in Boulder that morning. we had offices in NYC and was worried some of our folks had been affected.

We went into the break room and saw the second plane hit, called the wife and told her to be sure the car was filled with gas before the gas lines started.

I was in India on a business trip, and the events of the day were in the evening there. I had just found out from my wife that morning that we were going to be parents and came back from the factory to find that our country was under attack. From top of the world to lowest of lows in 12 hours. Took me two days to get a plane out of India, ending up in London for another 5 days before I got home. A guy on the plane with me had a black passport, and he was a former Marine officer managing security for the State Department. He was only on the ground for a few hours in London before getting out.

I was sitting in a High school history class when the teacher's aid came and made our teacher aware. We stopped class immediately and turned on the news. I was sitting next to my best friend, both him and I had done the early enlistment program, shit got real for us that day. Unfortunately (kind of fortunately), MEPS caught a serious heart condition I had, and I wasn't able to ship. Never could get a waiver, despite having the issue fixed.

I had a young flight attendant ask us how many crew members survived yesterday. We were stupefied. I just kept my mouth shut other than telling her that none of the crew members lived. My first officer and I just looked at each other in disbelief.

I'll alway remember where we were. We were camping near Westcreek, just upstream of Cheeseman Reservoir. My buddies who were ahead of me (one Delta and one United pilot) stopped his Jeep and walked back to my truck (I had two flight attendants in my truck) and said, "turn on your radio".

I will never forget.

I was 16 years old, living in Bergen County, NJ on 9/11. 8 miles from ground zero. My mom woke me up when the first plane hit and we watched the 2nd plane hit on TV. I went over to Jeff's house, who lived on a hill, with a perfect NYC skyline view. We saw the towers fall from across the Hudson River.

I was a young EMT at the time on my town's rescue squad. I was pissed off at the time that they wouldn't let me go in to the city (I was only 16) but in retrospect, with all the lung cancer problems, it was a blessing in disguise. I lived in HQ for the next 4 days, covering medical response for the town, so that the normal shifts could go in to do rescue and rehab.

Yesterday, to commemorate the day, I rucked 16 miles with a 50 lbs ruck and did 1,987 mountain climbers for the 1,987 stairs in the WTC that the firefighters climbed, knowing that they might never come back down.