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#830 | Thursday, March 7th 2002
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I was in a diner here in Orlando eating breakfast with my mother, father, and 2 year old while my husband was out of town. I was 8 months pregnant and having contractions that were maybe an hour apart. No big deal. All of a sudden, the restaurant quieted down bc someone walked in and said that two twin engine cesnas had crashed into the WTC. We blew it off, and headed to the car. John Boy and Billy were talking about it on the radio and announced that they thought it was a terror activity. We got home in time to watch the towers fall. Emma was born 4 days later, after stress induced contractions.
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Heather | 27 | Florida
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#798 | Thursday, February 28th 2002
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I was at work and just happened to put the radio on at ten minutes to ten to hear the news. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and was glued to the radio. A co-worker of mine had to go into town and was watching the T.V. when the towers collapsed. It was something I could not fathom and I had him repeatedly explain/describe to me what he saw. I listened to the radio the entire day and any time a customer came in, we all but ignored them, which they didn't mind considering the circumstances. When I finally got home I got to see the footage and the thing that still gets me is that is didn't help me to comprehend or understand it any more that listening all day. As the days and weeks passed I was still having troubles comprehending what had happened. We are approaching the six month anniversary and despite the fact that it is not center stage on the news any more, I still think about it daily and still wonder in disbelief. It still doesn't seem real!
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amanda | 27 | Canada
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#738 | Thursday, February 7th 2002
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I was at work doing my duties as a young network engineer when a co-worker said that a plane just flew into the World Trade Center.
"Ok Sal," I said absentmindedly. This was coming from the office prankster, and 8:30 in the morning I was in no mood for a prank.
It wasn't long until someone else was over at his cubicle, and I became curious and decided to go to a new site. Every new related website was down, swamped with users.
With the only TV in our building, our entire department watched as the Trade Centers burned. When a plane flew into the Pentagon, I walked away and called my father at his office. "Dad, I think we're at War." I'm not sure why I called him. I think it was simply to have the safety of talking to my father, the man that as a child I turned to when things went wrong. I began to cry a little in the privacy of my cubicle before going back out to the TV.
The rest of the day is pretty much a blur, but I remember the fear and the immense sadness that I felt for most of the morning before numbness took over.
It took a few days to get out of shock, but eventually I did recover. But I will never forget the sadness.
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Chuck | 27 | Michigan
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#725 | Monday, February 4th 2002
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I was working in an office in Amsterdam when I got an email from a friend in London telling me a plane had crashed into the twin towers in NY. I thought it was a prank email until I tried to log on to the BBC News website and couldn't because it was too busy. That's when I knew something really was going on. The next hour I recieved minute by minute updates via email. Didn't quite realize the full extent of what was going on until I got home and watched the news all evening.
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Andrew | 27 | Netherlands
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#720 | Sunday, February 3rd 2002
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I was at the local Dunkin Donuts in Middle Village, Queens when my husband called me from his office building at 120 Broadway, which is approximately 1&1/2 blocks from the World Trade Center. He told me about the first plane and I honestly thought it must be an accident. He's telling me what he sees- papers flying everywhere and the unbelievable sight of people jumping from the burning building. Then he yelled out "OH God" and I hear a loud crash over the phone, and hes says another plane hit the other tower. At that point I yell for him to get out right away and he hangs up. People were asking me if I was ok because at that point noone knew what was going on. Some people sounded like they didnt believe me- like I was crazy enough to make it up. I ran home to watch the news and to call my husband cell phone to no avail. The lines were completely dead. I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I watched out my window and could see the plumes of smoke moving towards the east. I was frantic to talk to my husband I needed to know he was alright. I didnt hear from him until 12:30 that afternoon and I hugged him as tight as I could. My heart goes out to all those who were not as fortunate as I was to have their loved ones return home safely from that horrible tragedy.
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Colleen | 27 | United States
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