First let me start this with a little disclaimer. I know this is a blog about The Simpsons Tapped Out and I also know that this is a blog read by more than just Americans. However, all of the Addicts writers are from America and we feel as though it just wouldn’t be right to let today pass with out something. This post will remain our top post until after the moments of silence, and we will return to our regular TSTO posts shortly after. Thank you for your understanding and respect.
Today is September 11th 2015, the 14th anniversary of the attacks on America, where 2,977 innocent people were killed while just going about their every day lives. Today Bunny, Wookiee and I would like to take a moment to honor all those innocent lives that were lost in New York City, Shanksville PA, and Washington DC.
I ask you, the readers of this blog, to take a moment today to reflect on that day and honor those who lost their lives.
On a personal note, 9-11 has never been easy for me. As many of you may remember from previous 9-11 posts, we lost my aunt that day. She was in the north tower and on one of the floors that took a direct hit from the first plane that hit. She never saw it coming.
14 years later and I can still tell you every detail of that day, as I’m sure many of you can. Every word spoken. Every feeling, every emotion, every facial expression. It’s all there, etched into my brain. And it’s difficult for me to relive those memories. Even now.
However, I will say visiting the 9-11 Memorial at Ground Zero, while very difficult to do, is incredibly helpful..especially during this time of the year. They did a wonderful job with the 9-11 Memorial. It’s a beautiful place to go and pay your respects. While it’s still hard to go, it helps. It helps with healing. If you’re ever in the area and have the chance to go (it’s completely free to go to the Memorial) I encourage you to visit and pay your respects. I still haven’t been able to go into the museum, but hopefully soon.
What follow are some of my personal photos from the Memorial, including one of my Aunt’s name on the wall….
North Tower Reflecting Pool
North Tower
Bunny, Wookiee & I would also like to take this opportunity to thank all of the police and fireman who saved lives that day, and everyday. We would also like to say a special thank you to all of our brave service men and woman, at home and abroad, who risk their own lives so that America can be safe. We would also like to honor all of the service men and woman from our allies around the world.
We encourage you to share your stories about 9-11 in the comments below.
Wow hard to believe it’s been 14 years already I finally went down to see the memorial last month and it was overwhelming. I wanted to share then I remembered hey I did this last year cut and paste as always thank you all for sharing thank you service men.
Poloman67 on September 11, 2014 at 1:12 pm
Alissa I feel for you. This has always been a sad day and hard day for me because I worked across the street at Century 21 I remember I was dealing with a difficult customer who was supposed to be at work in the towers but she just had to do this return with no tags before she went into work. When the first plane hit. The building shook but the trains run underneath our building so it was not uncommon to feel vibrations in key points of the store. So we thought nothing of it. Then I got paged to come to the receiving docks where I was told that a plane hit the building, arguing that that was impossible though I could see smoke. Speculating about what could have happened. Me”yeah whatever it’s to early for jokes I have work to do” other guy “dude I’m telling you a plane just hit the world trade” as I looked up to explain the hundreds of reasons why that is impossible I saw the second plane hit. All the impossibilities all the logic all the words escaped me I was in a trance. Trying to make sense of what I saw. Just then we got a call to evacuate everyone out of the building. As I got to my checkpoint to clear my areas I had a woman asked me “whats going on here I want buy this dress”. I had no words for her. Just image of that plane hitting the building. Which is forever in memory God bless all who lost their lives. Bless their families. Bless the soldiers that fight and have fought for our freedoms. (love you wookster)
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It’s a bit late to post this, but it’s been a busy day. September 11, 2001 will forever live in my memory as if it just happened. As Alissa stated, I can remember every feeling, every sound, every smell, every thing that happened that day. I have lived in NYC my entire life. I live downtown Manhattan with a direct view of the World Trade Center. I’m also a flight attendant for United Airlines, and we lost 2 of our planes that day. One in the second tower, and the other in Shanksville, PA where the passengers and crew brought the plane down once they learned of the hijackers’ intent.
I had worked a flight home on September 10th, and slept in late the next morning. I was awoken by phone calls from a friend I worked with telling me to look out the window. At first I didn’t comprehend what had happened. I thought maybe 2 small Cessnas had accidentally flown into the towers. Pilot error? Air Traffic Control error? But as I watched the news and received more phone calls it became painfully clear what had happened. All I kept thinking was, “please don’t let it be United”. After finding out that United planes were involved my heart sank even further knowing that my colleagues had died.
I could hear the sound of the first tower collapsing before I could see it and I ran back to the window to see the South Tower come down. At this point I still didn’t know that people were in the buildings. I didn’t know the timeline of events and I assumed by then that everyone had been evacuated. I remember the horror and disbelief watching the first tower collapse thinking, “oh my god, all the police and firefighters and first responders on the ground will be buried under the rubble”. Little did I know there were thousands still trapped inside the buildings. I was numb and in shock and screaming, all at the same time. It just didn’t seem real at all. It was like watching a bad movie. And then the second tower fell and it was even more surreal knowing that the world had changed forever in those moments.
In the following days and weeks, New Yorkers and the world, showed their resilience and strength in the face of grief and sorrow. Strangers came together to mourn and help each other get through the worst of times. People lined the West Side Highway holding signs thanking the police and fire department for their bravery as they drove through, honking in gratitude. It was enough to bring anyone to tears.
My first flight back was about a week later to Tokyo. It took us hours to board the aircraft because every single person, including the crewmembers, were searched by hand at the gate after going through security. It was still so new there was no TSA in place yet. There was military and police everywhere you looked. We were all trying our best, crew and passengers alike, to return to some sense of normalcy in our lives, but we were all acutely aware of our surroundings and of each other. The flight went smoothly and even in Tokyo there were American flags everywhere and you had the sense that everyone was in this together. It was my first flight to Tokyo and I am grateful for the hospitality shown to us by the people in Japan. During briefing for the flight home to New York I received the news that I would likely be furloughed in the coming weeks. This was an additional blow, knowing I’d be out of a job (my furlough lasted for 5 months) but like everything else, you learn to persevere and adapt.
A couple months later I was part of a private congressional visit to Ground Zero to pay respects to my fallen colleagues and first responders. That was almost as surreal as the events of 9/11 themselves. We were taken by ferry from midtown to lower Manhattan, escorted by police boats, and when we docked it was like walking into a foreign, war-torn land. It was not New York anymore. It was something unreal. Buildings collapsed, glass, concrete, rubble everywhere. Workers at Ground Zero lined both sides of the street holding their hard hats in their hands, paying tribute to us while we payed tribute to them and all the others who had perished. Words cannot describe the feelings that ran through everyone’s mind during that visit. Some of my colleagues wept openly, others mourned in silence. I was still in a state of shock and disbelief and the numbness I felt hadn’t worn off completely. For some of us it provided a sense of closure. For others it tore fresh wounds right open again. Through it all though, we all knew we had each other to lean on and depend on to get through it.
Like most things in life, you learn to heal and mend in time and go on with your life. You never forget though. Never forget where you were at that moment. Never forget what you were thinking. Never forget the horror and pain and loss. And you never forget the love and kindness and strength of friends and loved ones and strangers who all come together in times of need to help each other out.
It took (too many) years, but a new building finally started to rise on the skyline, filling the void left by the Twin Towers. One World Trade Center (also referred to as it’s unofficial name, Freedom Tower) stands in its place to remind us of those events of 9/11 and to remind us that we are strong and we are still here.
To all those who died that day, you will never be forgotten.
I was working in the hospital lab at the time. We knew something had happened, but not really what. We only had one computer with internet access, and the server was down, so until I got off of work at 1430, I knew very little. One hard thing was figuring out what to tell my kindergartener son when I picked him up. So many people, from all over the world, lost their lives in the attacks that day. Condolences to those who lost people they knew.
I was on the way to the dentist. When I got there the first tower had just fallen, and I was in tears. The receptionist asked if I was in a lot of pain, I was. I told her that I was crying for the loss that we as a country had just experienced. She gave me hug, I don’t remember her name, or the doctor that saw me. The next day at work was very eerie. I work at the big airport in Houston, IAH. It was very quite. The next week when we started flying again was the best. Al the passengers were friendly, as well as the staff. I have wonder’d many times in my life, why does it take a national tragedy like 9/11 to bring this great nation together as one, and why we can’t stay that way.
I was a young Airman in the Air Force when the Towers came down. I still am in the Air Force. I watched a few minutes of CNN, saw a plane hit, and just stopped moving. I still pause when I hear the Alan Jackson song, “Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?” Our Colonel came out into the waiting room where I was standing and said something about . . . we will be going. I wonder when we’ll get tasked, I heard her say. A plane left that night with medical and search and rescue teams. “Normal” changed that day.
I didn’t lose anyone on that day. I had a friend who couldn’t find a family member that worked close to the Towers. It took 4 days to find out his family member had called in sick or something. Fate has a funny way about her. . .
I agree with the other comments, it’s like knowing where you were when President Kennedy was shot. Except that only affected the nation for a short time. Thanks to the terroristic acts of 11 Sep, we have a completely different outlook on life, new security measures and suspicion of anyone doing anything that does not seem ordinary. No matter what anyone says, since then we’ve lived with a little morsel of fear.
I am proud of our ability to heal, to bounce back and create the memorials now standing. I am sorry for anyone that lost a loved one on that day; I am sorry anyone had to . . . . I thank God for the first responders that saved so many, and persevered to find the rest; losing many of their own in the process. I hope our future generations never have to feel the pain and tragedy of such a hateful act.
Thank you Addicts, for this gentle reminder of today. A (((HUG))) to you Alissa. I’m sorry for your loss
Thank you jmpml and thank you for your service.
I was a young airman then too… on my first deployment to UAE. You and I know the Air Force was really never the same again. From one Airman to another, thank you for your service.
I had just left my second NCO Academy test and was driving back to my squadron listening to the events unfold on NPR. I was stationed at Offutt at the time, and they sent us all home so there would be as few people as possible on base when the president arrived.
Since then, I commissioned and retired a couple of years ago. If you’re anything like me, that day changed the course of my career forever. It definitely gave it a true sense of purpose. As we sat in the conference room where the only TV was and saw what was happening, I’ll never forget looking at my boss and saying to her, “Things will never be the same.” They weren’t.
I could write a book about that day.
I’ve lived in New York my entire life. On July 20th, 2001, I went with my mother and grandparents to Ellis Island for the very first time. New Yorkers don’t do the touristy things, but all of my great-grandparents came through there, and we decided to see where it all began. As we stepped off the ferry, I took a picture of the American flag on the pier, with the lower Manhattan skyline clear as day in the background, and the Twin Towers stood tall and proud over everything else, centered just to the left of the flag in the shot. It was such a spectacular picture that I made an 8×10 copy a week later and framed it and hung it in the hallway. Who could have possibly known that, just six weeks later, they’d be gone.
I work at WABC radio, and back then I worked nights, so I was home, sleeping, when the whole thing happened. My grandmother called the kitchen phone (no cell phone- doesn’t that date the story a bit, too!) at 10:30 all frantic, because my dad’s shop is about ten blocks north of the World Trade Center (he was outside the shop getting a delivery and saw the first plane hit the tower). I turned on the TV, saw the dust cloud, and, still half-asleep, wondered “where are the Twin Towers?” With that, I was now awake and tried heading in to Manhattan. I lived in the Bronx then, and you could see the smoke and dust cloud from the subway platform 15 miles away. Three hours later I finally made it in to WABC and spent the next sixteen hours engineering radio shows about that horrible day. I even had to talk for ten minutes on the air with a reporter from the Beeb (the reporter was quite impressed I said “the Beeb” instead of the BBC) about the day’s events because all our news people were tied up with coverage of the story.
The Twin Towers were nearly complete when I was born, so it took a LONG time to get used to not seeing them on the Manhattan skyline, because they were always there. It also seemed like every other pop culture reference, from the Sopranos opening credits to Springsteen’s Darlington County, used the Towers as an immediate icon that screamed “New York”. Even the logos for the Mets and the FDNY had a generic boxy building shape in them that easily could have been one of the towers.
As I look at the skyline now, and, more importantly, and then look at the generation of kids born into my family since 2002, I think one thing: you guys have no idea what you missed, and I hope you never have your own 9/11 to bear. Your skyline has the Freedom Tower, and, from an architectural standpoint, it probably is much more exciting than the boxy towers that once stood there. But the Twin Towers were an engineering marvel in their own right, one that we came to realize far too late to appreciate when they were there, and on this day, I pray for the families or friends who knew or lost someone on that dark day.
One last WTC thing….a Simpsons mention, too. The Homer vs. New York episode has a lot of inside jokes that only somebody who has lived in New York for a while would get immediately, but the gag where Homer has to run down from the top of one tower and run all the way to the top of the other tower to use the bathroom is priceless- one of the best sight gags ever in the show’s run. After 9/11 they stopped running that episode, or maybe they started again recently and I haven’t caught it, but it’s a shame they don’t run it more often. The animators did a great job making it look like New York, and I always felt that episode, even with its New York-centric jokes, is such a classic.
I was a young working adult from Singapore. It was night time here and my TV was set to the CNN channel. I went cold and numbed watching the events unfolded in total disbelief. I thought this may mark the start of another World War. I was up on the tower around 1997 during a business trip. This event really brought back a lot of sad memories on the evils that humans are capable of.
While we Lived in the Baltimore, MD area my husband was commuting by Amtrak each week up to a job in Manhattan. We knew people who worked in the Pentagon and I remember thinking about them and worrying about my husband. He had walked into his office and wondered why his staff weren’t at their desks, then as he walked into his private office he looked out the window and saw the second plane crash. I didn’t hear from him until hours later because his job required him to be involved in some emergency preparedness meetings. Our kids were in high school and told me they knew the world was ending.
Once a month I would make the trip to NYC instead of him coming home and that first trip afterward will haunt me all my life. Being in Grand Central Station looking at the walls and walls of “have you seen this person” posters, papers, the countless pictures of missing loved ones. And the Quietness of everyone still going about their lives with shock and sadness and a fierceness for what had happened. The bravery of all New Yorkers during that time was incredible.
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Please send me an email so we can talk about this further in a more personal way so I may explain better why your comments were moderated. This post was made to remember ALL lives lost, no matter race, religion, male or female, young or old, just a remembrance of everyone involved. No one singled out. No one forgotten.
Sraige I deleted it because it was calling out one particular sector of people. That’s not what this is about. This is about ALL people despite race, religion and nationality coming together. No one sector should be called out.
The stories shared are stories about where people were that day, how they related to their own families and about the sacrifices of the first responders. It’s not about remembering one sector of people or another. It’s about ALL people who were impacted by that day.
Not answering my mailbox recently because I am so far behind in my work. You have my address anyway. I finally finished the statistics section of the urbicide guideline. Hope to finish the current project by sometime tomorrow and get the guideline to you by some time Tuesday. Will post on the open thread when to check your mailbox. You can write then.
I remember this very well, it was the last day of the summer holidays for me before I returned to do my second year of college. Even sat in England, we were aware very quickly of what was going on. My dad rang home because he had heard it on the radio and we turned Sky News on in time to see the second plane hit. I watched the news coverage all afternoon and evening with great sadness for all who suffered the effects of it and admiration for the courage of all those rescuers.
Now this act of terrorism is something that I may teach my students in the future. It’s quite hard to comprehend that I could be teaching a moment in history that I lived through.
I’m so sorry for you loss Alissa. ❤️What a terrible way to lose someone.
I’m Canadian and was only in the 3rd grade but I still remember everything about this day. I grew up in southern Ontario, only a few hours away from NYC. I remember they sent everyone home early that day which had never happened before. I remember being upset because I thought I’d get to go home and watch cartoons but the only thing on TV was coverage of the towers. Then my dad sat me down and explained what happened which confused me even more. We were very scared that the attacks weren’t over and Ottawa would be next.
A few years later in the 9th grade we went on a class trip to NYC for a week for anyone taking world studies and spent a few hours at ground zero. Really sinks in the awful things that happened there when you’re standing right in front of it.
I’m so sorry for everyone who suffered and lost anyone that day. It will never be forgotten, even by your Canadian brothers and sisters up north.
“Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill,that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe, to assure the survival and success of liberty.”
John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
I showed up at work and there was a small group gathered by the receptionist and she said “a plane hit the World Trade Centre. They think it might be terrorists”. I remember I laughed and said something like “Don’t be silly. It was probably a little cessna or something.” Of course, in short order we found out the truth and then the second plane hit. We all gravitated towards the conference room where someone put the tv on. After we watched the first tower crumble, without any real direction, the majority, including me, just left the office and made our way home. No one could possibly focus on work and we needed to be with our loved ones. I live fairly near the Ottawa airport (capital of Canada) and we were quite worried and on high alert for a potential attack. I also witnessed a number of planes that had been diverted come in to land, but none took off. It was very eerie. Later we would learn that many of my mother’s colleagues died on the flight which hit the Pentagon. It was a popular route among the frequent travellers for the consulting firm she worked at. There really are no words to adequately express the incredible shock and other emotions of that day, but I am very proud of everyone I know, and especially of our American friends (that’s the in general – all Americans), who I think held their heads high and triumphed, coming together when needed, refusing to bow down to terrorists, and forging ahead with a spirit of optimism. 9/11 was meant to destroy America, but it failed, because it only made it stronger. As we look around the world today, in places like Syria, and with the threat of ISIS, we are reminded that the entire world shares the responsibility to remain vigilant, combat terrorism, and stand for freedom. Hats off to all the service men and women in the military and essential services, as well as those in support roles, who fight everyday for these rights. #NeverForget
I’ll never forget that morning as I actually saw the second plane hit on TV, I was up early to go get in line for a cheap digital camera at Tuesday Morning. While in line I was astonished not to hear a single person around me talking about the attack. I didn’t mention the tragedy to those poor people since I knew they would find out soon enough and felt their day would be ruined eventually, but not by me.
Bless all those who lost their lives and their loved ones who remain. Truly appreciate our wonderful servicemen and women that strive to keep us safe, along with fire fighters and law enforcement personnel who all risk their lives in horrible events such as the attack on us 14 years ago. We must never forget!
Words are tough to come by and tears start to well up just remembering.
You wanted to be able to do something, anything to help somehow but did not know what to do.
The best I could come up with was calling up the local Navy recruiter (I had formerly served) and asking did they think it would be alright to lower the American flag at my house to half-staff without official authorization at that time from the President?
They stated they thought that would not a problem under the circumstances and would be the right thing for me to do.
I lowered the flag to half staff and did what I am certain the majority of people did on that day throughout this country.. I cried.
I was 10 at the time in fifth grade. I remember my teacher being on the computer (I assume reading a news article about what happened) and you could tell he knew something was wrong, but he didn’t want to worry us. I also remember that evening sitting in the living room with my family watching the news cover it. I probably never watched a news story before in my life (just not interested) but I was glued to the TV that night. That feeling of fear and uncertainty you never forget. When my parents finally sent me to bed, I plugged headphones into the radio and listened for awhile longer. That was the first time I honestly ever felt afraid in my life. We will never forget that tragedy.
My condolences to you and your family Alissa.
I was in 12th grade in Economics. Our school was shut down for that day. Cant believe im so old. Thats scary in itself too. That time went by fast, seems like it was just yesterday.
lol you’re only a year older than me…I was in 11th grade. So if you’re old, I’m old. 😉 Feels like yesterday
You’re both young whippersnappers… …I wasn’t in school at all…
We are probably the same age. I skipped a grade in high school. I was 16 then but graduated right after i turned 17.
Is there a memorial in NJ. I could have sworn i went there last year.
There is the “Empty Sky” Memorial in Liberty Park on the Jersey Side. It overlooks to the NYC Skyline. Been there a few times on my way to Statue of Liberty.
There are many smaller ones all over, not just in NJ…
http://njmonthly.com/articles/jersey-living/911-memorials-part-one/
http://njmonthly.com/articles/jersey-living/911-memorials-part-two/
Ok. Its the one in Liberty Park i am refering to. Thank you
This devastating and appalling act is one of those “I remember where I was” moments. Has it really been 14 years?
I remember turning on the news as part of my morning routine, seeing the second plane, and the trying to process that it was really real.
For those that lost their lives; I cried for you. For those who survived; I cheered and wept from happiness. For all who were touched by this tragedy; family, friends, work colleagues; rescue workers and the world at large; I continue to remember so that this event will never be forgotten.
Lest we forget
You summed up my exactly how I feel, there is truly no way I could have ever said this any better then you.
I was watching the New York feed of a major network. The uninterrupted for the coverage. They thought it was a small plane at that time. They has a person on the phone in tower and then the coverage got the second plane hitting the other tower and we all knew then. I still remember it like it was yesterday, ever miserable second. It will never make a bit a sense. However it showed what makes Amerixca great. GOD BLESS AMERICA! My heart goes out to all those who lost loved ones. And the it most respect to all first responders and branches of our military. You are incredible.
My condolences for your loss. On a Simpsons related note – I remember the world staring back up again after nothing but 9/11 news on Friday, September 14th at 6 p.m. FOX broke off it’s 24/7 tower coverage and ran the regularly scheduled Simpson re-run to break the three day news spell!
That’s pretty cool. I don’t have the foggiest what “regularly scheduled programming” started when I noticed the change.
I can still remember coming home from school, turning on the tv & seeing it on almost every channel we had back then. I remember saying, even after seeing that on the different channels, that this can’t be real.
R.I.P. to those who lost their lives, May God grant peace to those who lost loved ones.
Well, I’d never…expect this. I haven’t been here long, but didn’t expect to see this today. I didn’t know what day it was, yet. It’s still the 10th for me (in my head).
How do I cope? With humor and/or nitpicking… shouldn’t it be “9/11” not “9-11”? I thought it was usually written the first way. I haven’t watched the news in like…almost since that event. I guess they’ve changed it…. (9-11 looks like 7-11, the store, so I don’t like that as much.)
I suppose I could share my experience. It’s cool if I do even if I knew no one that died that day?
The closest that it hit was that one of the planes was scheduled to head to San Francisco. I’m not from that city, but close enough. That plane was the one that crashed in Shanksville. (I double checked the facts. Didn’t want to….) I, of course, didn’t know much of any of this until later.
I don’t recall having too much fear. I think it was mostly that sense of eeriness in the air. I was on a bus at the start of that day, having assuredly learned about it on the news before I had left. I have to tell you that I worked at a toy store synonymous with toy stores at the time. I think that I remember some people coming in and talking about the events (in a way). I really don’t remember much else. Maybe that we didn’t have as many customers (but that could have been true on a Tuesday anyway).
Well, the rest of the day was for being glued to the TV set (as was most of my life??). I marveled at nearly every channel being set to a news broadcast, including channels that were traditionally only for kids’ shows. (or not so much, according to: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_entertainment_affected_by_the_September_11_attacks#News_coverage) It was 24-hour coverage for 3 days. I started to notice how some “regular” news stories started to get coverage around then and some stations returned to normal programming.
So, more personally, I cried. I don’t know how many times.
I don’t think I even had cognizance of the twin towers until this. Now I see them in a lot of old media. I think about their existence all the time. I’ve never flown nor been at the top of a tall building…. I don’t think this increases a fear in flying any greater, but I don’t think it helps.
Choosing words carefully is probably important here. I don’t want to offend with a stray thought. I wanted to say something about the people involved (directly and indirectly) but since I don’t know any except for celebrities I don’t think I can (I don’t have the right?). Is “sorrow” an acceptable emotion?
(Nine paragraphs (mostly)…I hope you’re happy with all the text!)
9/11 or 9-11 doesn’t matter. I think it was extremely NOT correct to ever call it 9-1-1 because in America 9-1-1 is the shortened phone number to call in an emergency situation. Early on it somehow caught on that it would be clever because of how “emergency” the whole thing was but from what I understand it was really offensive to those that were there.
I disagree, because communication and connotation matters. Just like you say, it sounds similar to the US emergency number and that matters to you so much that it offends you. Sorry to hear. That enlightens me because I had never heard the name was an issue to anyone. That it was similar to the number was supposed to a good point. (9-11 is much more similar to 9-1-1, orthographically, so, going with 9/11 would be a plus.)
It is also known as “September 11th” (see the title of this post). I wonder how people born on that date feel about that name. Maybe it should have been called “The 11th of September” like July 4th is…
Either way, things get the names they get. Kinda like how you don’t get to choose your own nickname. It’s just how language works.
Als a Belgian, the World stopped turning for me that day. I still remember that afternoon/evening (it was about 5pm in Belgium when the news started reporting the disaster). I love the US (been there On holiday 2 years after 9-11) and sympathise with all victims and their families. Terrorism must be stopped at all costs. In my hometown 2 Arabs were sentenced to jail because of their involvement in the Madrid attacks.
A nice tribute to those lost. R.I.P.
I can still remember the shock when I came home from school that day.
Entirely appropriate to do so with this post.
As for that tragic day, 14 years ago….
Oddly, I was NOT listening to my car radio as I drove to work in the dark, here on the west coast. People were gathered around the TV in the conference room, watching the events unfold. My first thoughts were of questioning HOW, with modern navigation, could a plane hit a sky scraper. As the second tower was hit, and then the Pentagon, concern, sadness, shame (at my voyuerism) and “world weariness” as I realized that the world had indeed changed.
So many “unique” markers in my life, the “where I was” moments, stretching back to JFK. and our children will ponder why we make the effort to honor those who passed away during an event that is a mere blip,in their history books.
Blessings to all and especially to the families of those directly affected.🙏🏽
GOD BLESS AMERICA And may WE NEVER FORGET and bless all that loss family members and friends in such in tragic act Against the United States And God bless all the servicemen and women who puts their lives on the line each and every day to keep us safe and free 🌆🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
My love and thoughts are with you all today and every day. With love from england.
In loving memory of all those who lost their lives in an appauling act of terrorism. The world stood still in disbelief at what was unfurling before our eyes. So many peoples lives changed that day , they lost family, friends, work colleagues and aqaintences.
The emergency services were amazing and also suffered their own losses.
I for one would like to take 2 minutes out of my busy schedule to remember them and their families on this very sad day.
Rest in peace sweet angels.
You will never be forgotten. 💔💔
Jayne. London. England
This forever changed the role of first responders across the globe.
Thank you for remembering.
Sheriff Jim Sabin
Madison County, Ohio
Sheriff Sabin,i live in Plain City ,Madison county side,thank you and your Sherrifs department for your service,you have a bunch of fine men and women out there to protect and serve the county,everyone i have met is friendly,courteous,and very proffesional,Thank you sir.
We remember all those people that tragically lost there lives R.I.P peace and thought from the U.K 🇺🇸🇬🇧