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#1748 | Sunday, September 8th 2002
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I was flying on United Flight 907 from London to Newark that morning. My British wife was at home in England. We sadly parted on that day in Heathrow airport with my wife telling me I sometimes do things at poor times. I had a weight on me throughout the flight and dismissed it as missing my wife. We had a arguement which led me to flying back home to Montana. My flight was diverted to Halifax, Canada. I was unable to contact family or friends for some time. My wife cried on the phone and said she would give up her life in England to be with me in Montana. She gave up many of her belongings and her way of life to move to Billings, Montana. She and I are happy together and will never part ways, again.
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Steven | 46 | Montana
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#1663 | Wednesday, September 4th 2002
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OUR HEARTS AND PRAYERS GO OUT TO ALL THE ONES WHO LOST THEIR LIVES AND THEIR FAMILYS ALSO FOR THOSE WHO MADE IT THOUGH.
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KAREN | 46 | New Jersey
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#1428 | Sunday, June 30th 2002
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SEPT 11,2001 IS A DAY I WILL NEVER FORGET, I WAS AT WORK WITH THE DEPT OF SANITATION TRAVELING ON 95 NORTH IN NEW JERSEY AFTER DUMPING A GARBAGE TRUCK IN NEWARK, AROUND 8:45AM THEN ME AND MY COWORKER NOTICE EVERY ONE ON THE HIGHWAY WAS PULLING OVER TO THE SHOULDER TALKING ON THEIR CELL PHONES I NEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG BUT DIDNT KNOW WHAT THEN WE HAD HEAVY TRAFFIC OUT OF NO WHERE, I TOLD MY PARTNER I WAS GONNA ASK THIS TRACTOR TRAILER DRIVER WHAT WAS GOING ON SINCE I DIDNT HAVE A RADIO ON HAND, HE TOLD ME THE WORLD TRADE CENTER TOWERS WAS HIT BY TWO PLANES AND THEY HAD COLLASPED I SAID OH MY GOD I TOLD MY COWORKER, WE WAS IN SHOCK, IT DIDNT DAWN ON ME RIGHT AWAY THAT WE WAS ATTACKED BY TERRORIST THEN FINALLY IT HIT ME WHEN I HEARD ABOUT THE PENTEGON, AS WE APPROCH THE GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE IN FORTLEE NJ WE WAS TURN AWAY BY THE POLICE THEY HAD FLASHED A SIGN ON THE BOARD THAT READ "STATE OF EMERGENCY" WE HAD TO STAY IN FORTLEE FOR 5 HOURS, SO WE FOUND A BURGER KING AND ATE THERE AND THE REST OF THE SANIATIION TRUCKS FINALLY ARRIVE ALSO WITH US SO IT WAS 7 TRUCKS NOW AND WE HAD TO PLEAD WITH THE OFFICERS FOR THEM TO LET US CROSS THE BRIDGE, IN THE MEAN TIME I HAD BROUGHT A PORTABLE RADIO TO LISTEN TO THE NEWS, THE NEWS WAS ON EVERY STATION AS EXPECTED, THAT DAY WAS LIKE A DREAM I COULDNT BELEAVE THIS HAD HAPPEN, MY CELL PHONE DIDNT WORK AT ALL DUE TO HEAVY TRAFFIC FROM WHAT HAD HAPPEN, THEN FINALLY AFTER PLEADING WITH THE POLICE THEY AGREE TO LET US CROSS THE BRIDGE, WE WAS A CONVOY THE ONLY TRUCKS THAT WAS CROSSING THE BRIDGE AS WE APPROCH NEW YORK CITY,THE CITY WAS NOT THE SAME PEOPLE WAS CRYING AND IN SHOCK, I GOT TO MY GARAGE AND LOOKED ON THE TV THEY WAS SHOWING THE PLANES HITTING THE BUILDINGS OVER AND OVER IT WAS LIKE A MOVIE VERY SHOCKING,I FINALLY REACHED MY FAMILY MEMBERS AND LET THEM KNOW THAT I WAS OK,I SIGN OUT AND WENT HOME LOST, COPS EVERY WHERE PEOPLE CONFUSED IN THE STREETS, I HAD TO GO HOME LAY DOWN AND TAKE ALL THIS IN AND HOPE THAT IT WAS ALL A DREAM BUT IT WASNT ITS A DAY THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET GOD BLESS AMERICA.
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RANDY | 46 | New York
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#1388 | Tuesday, June 11th 2002
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“Who knows, maybe you even deserved it after all the times you've devastated other countries, be it economically or destructively.
God bless America? I don’t think so.”
After browsing thru a few postings I was deeply disturbed by the aforementioned post. The 18-year-old writer references a date of August 6 1945 and August 9, 1945. Is this the bombing you are referring to? If so why don’t you also reference December 1941 Pearl Harbor. This was an unprovoked attack don’t forget to indicate that. The bottom line is all three of these incidents occurred based on a Politicians decision. I too love my country but perhaps we should let the Presidents and Dictators box it out. Why don’t you spend your time resolving the issues in the UK instead?
GOD BLESS AMERICAN LAND THAT I LOVE!!!
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PROUD | 46 | District of Columbia
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#1325 | Monday, May 27th 2002
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I was driving to Manhattan to meet my nephew. He is a NYC police officer and we were to meet at Center Street. That morning is unusually strong in my memory. I remember the small insignificant things I saw driving down. It was Election Day and remember seeing politicians soliciting votes a half a block from the WTC. I noticed the old cobblestones there on the West Side and thought how long they had bee there and how much longer they would remain. I was driving up chambers St and had just reached a stop at Church ST. when I heard a very loud sound then a “POP” like a big paper bag exploding. I looked up and saw that every one was looking south in awe and pointing up. I was able to lip read some of the expletives and placed the car in park and got out. I was amazed to see what looked like tone of confetti all around the WTC. The building was just starting to burn and I parked my car. I ran to the nearest bodega and purchased a disposable camera. I was thinking at this time what a terrible accident this was. I made my way up Church St. Taking photos. The horror still had not set in. It was all so unreal. Then I would hear the crowd scream and moan from time to time. I then realized that they were seeing people throw themselves from the building still on fire. This all added to the disbelief. I made it to the base of the building and was helping an elderly lady that was having problems breathing when the sound returned. It is hard to describe how loud those jet engines were as they came up Church St. I stood and looked up just as the second plane hit and ripped through the building. There were a few hundred of us in the street there and all seemed to move as one to take cover. We were being showered with debris from the jet as well as a cloud of un-ingnighted jet fuel. I dove under a police car and waited for the debris to stop. My heat was pounding out of my chest, I can truly say now that I know what it is like to be in battle; (though I was never in the armed forces) I was still operating in a state of disbelief. I was a strange feeling of heightened senses, not fear as much as unknowing anticipation. I made my way back up Church to Chambers ST. when a policeman was hurriedly announcing (“ITS GOING!!!ITS GOING!!!) I had no thought that he had meant the building was falling until we could se it listing ever so slowly at first then coming down. Three other men and I broke through a doorway on chambers and got under some counters. We rode out that collapse waiting for the roof and walls to cave in. I was reaching my limits of endurance rapidly and as soon as the cloud settled I found my car. I drove off down chambers as the second building was collapsing. It took me until 8PM to get home in Monticello New York that evening. The scene getting out of Manhattan was like a Steven King Novel. I will never get over that day and as sad as it makes me that this tragedy occurred I am glade that I was able to bear witness to it. I have one very poignant memory of the ladder trucks rolling in right after the first plane hit. I was a fireman some years ago and can remember the anguish of fighting a high-rise. Especially one with so many potential victims. I could read the apprehension in their faces as well as their determination and courage. I pray for all those brave souls who selflessly walked into hell that day to save their brothers and sisters.
I still get chills when I hear jets flying low. I find myself looking up now when I’m in the city very strange dreams, (when I can sleep). I did see some of the finest traits in us as humans, Americans and New Yorker’s display itself that day.
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Frank | 46 | New York
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