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#45 | Monday, September 17th 2001
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The day this horrible attack occurred, I was in my college classes. Sadly, I didn’t hear about it until about noon time, when I was in my computer programming class. When this kid came in, and sat down next to me, he asked me if I had heard of what happened? What? Is there a program due today? A paper? He is on the internet trying to pull up CNN’s web page. I tried to, all though it was slow because the network was being stressed at that point. The first thing that loaded was a small thumbnail of the WTC’s smoking. It was unbelievable. There was no way that what I was seeing was true. What happened? I had to ask my self that over and over again. I skimmed over the story, all I saw was hijackers, thousands and thousands of people… My jaw dropped. I received an e-mail in the campus e-mail system. It was the president of the University. He expressed his feelings about what had occurred. Classes were optional today. I gathered my stuff and ran back to my dorm. I didn’t see anyone outside sitting in the sun, reading books, doing their homework, or just talking to their friends like I do every other day. I ran op the 3 flights of stairs. My door was open. My roommate sat in the middle of the room watch CNN. I looked at him. “Oh my God…” that’s the only thing that we could mutter. As I sat and watched the towers crumble, I learned the fact that the pentagon was hit, and then there was the plan that crashed in PA, I could hear the echo, of everyone else in the hall watching CNN.
I was on emotion overload. Some of my friends were contacting me on-line telling me of how they had friends who had family there. Then it hit me. The US government isn’t going to do nothing about this. They are going to get who did this. They are going to use the military, especially the US Navy. My hometown is in Ledyard, CT. Right next to that is a US Sub Base. I know people who all ready out to see, they were supposed to come back in October, I don’t know when he is going to come home now.
My thoughts are with those who lost someone in the horrible tragedy of Tuesday, September 11, 2001.
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Matt | 19 | Connecticut
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#42 | Sunday, September 16th 2001
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Tuesday was my one day off from work. I take it off every week for band practice. Than my phone begins ringing while I am still asleep which of coarse wakes me up. Normaly I would let it ring my dad usually gets it anyway, but than i remembered that he was out running errands, so i roll over and grab the phone thinking it was my drummer freting over band practice. It was my mom who works for the goverment with a company that fixs submarines. I never herd fear in her voice before then. With shakeing voice she tells me about the world trade center and pentagon. The first thing I said was "Get out mom" She said she would as soon as posible. So i throw some pants on run to a tv and begin a new day of infamy. I call my cousin, both her parents work on a sub base she was already up and aware. Neither wanted to admit it but we were both scared so she came over as we watched the news unfold. I forgot where I was for alot of things but never will i forget watching the towers come falling down ending lives and instilling a new sence of patriotism flow through my veins. Even through my saddness I could think in the back of my head " I am an American, I am Pissed off" We will survive A revalution gave us our freedom. Many wars have tried to take it wel will overcome this Because I am an american I will always be an american. Its not only my right but my privlage given to me by those fallen in previos wars anf my thought of those you died just to save our nation grew, I know the world trade center is only the first in what is yet to come but people have already died and i dont want their death to be in vein. All thought in my head while the towers came down.
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Larry | 18 | Connecticut
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#41 | Sunday, September 16th 2001
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i was sleeping.. sortof. i was in a sleeplike state when the phone rang. it was my mother calling from work. it was 9:52. "were under attack", is what my mother said. "turn on channel 8!" so i turned on the tv and instantly i am snapped awake by images of the pentagon aflame, along side a picture of the twin towers erupting with fire. this is the same place i sat for awhile, telling my mom what was going on, because all she had was a radio at work. i hung up with her and phoned my frined evan, who was still asleep. "the pentagon and new york city have been attacked by terrorists" i said. he quickly turned on the tv. i filled him in quickly on everything i had heard. we both watched in silence as the first tower collapsed,and i stayed on the line with him untilt he seconed tower went... both of us were shocked. i hung up with him and dialed my mothers work number. i filled her in and she said quitly "i just heard" i stayed on my bed for at least 3 hors listenign to the news. before getting up and making breakfast. this was the start of the day i shall never forget.
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Michael | 18 | Connecticut
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#40 | Sunday, September 16th 2001
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Tuesday's events seem surreal. Every time I think about them, I can't help wondering if this is how people felt when Pearl Harbor was bombed, and if we'll look back on this in a few decades and actually remember exactly what we were doing when we heard about these terrorist attacks; or if we'll even be around that long what with the current threats. But i guess that all we can do is continue to live our lives, because even though this is a shock and truly does affect us, we can't afford to let it get to us; it's just not worth it. Hopefully, someday we'll be able to tell our grandchildren these memories. And hopefully, we ourselves will be able to outlive the tragedy and suffering of these memories.
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kathleen | 17 | Connecticut
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#37 | Sunday, September 16th 2001
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I was on my way to work when I heard on the radio about this awful tragidty. I happen to be a nurse,emergency and also same day surgery.Tuesday,I was to work same day surgery,people come in for small procedures and go home several hours later.But this day was not the usual day.AS I entered the hospital at the ER entrance I came around the corner in the waiting room.Many of the EMT's I work with daily were huddled around the TV. I was in shock I heard about a plane crash but not sure what had really happened.I could not believe what I was seeing.I stood with them and watched briefly,but I had to got to go to work!
I went upstairs and everything was very busy my co-workers were all in shock.Then the news about the Pentagon ,again were are all in shock,the patients are in shock. People are questioning should I have surgery today?We had 16 patients ,16 small tv's,seemed like 16 different tv stations .WE were all on overload.
Then one of my co-workers realizes that her daughter is engaged to a Manhatten rookie policeman. She is in tears ,She does not know what to do. She finally leaves and goes home .We later get word that he is fine but a member of his family may not be.
We are all trying to do our jobs to care for our patients,to have this be like any other Tuesday.But it is not .Some crazy people have just done an awful thing to many innocent people and to our country.
The day goes on ,it seems very long.The news keeps getting worse.My headache gets worse also.The patients are all worrying.I have a patient sign a consent form .I think this date will live forever just as Pearl Harbor has.
My thoughts go ,often ,to my family hoping everyone is coping OK.My husabnd has left work. I worry about my young son.He worrys so about everything.He is to young to understand.(Do any of us understand?)He sobs as soon as I walk in the door. How do you explain this to a child. My thoughts are also with my oldest son in college.What must he think?Is he alone or is he with some friend so they can share thoughts and tears.
You think I cannot watch this anymore on the TV ,But you leave and return to catch more news.
My closing thoughts are to pray for the victims both the families and the lives lost.Pray for our leaders that they may may make the correct decision on how to handle this crisis.Also for all the workers who are putting thier hearts and souls into finding the lost victims.
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Kathy | 44 | Connecticut
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