Where were you and what were you doing on 9-11Follow

Fixed that for you.

Grady

Edited, Tue Aug 3 13:33:47 2004 by Grady

It was Tuesday, not Monday. Aaron and I arrived at the Kansas City Airport around 6:30 am for a business trip to Atlanta. Our flight left MCI headed to Atlanta at 7:30 am we were on Midwest Express, the first time that either one of us flew the airline. During the flight we had omelettes for breakfast and Aaron had a glass of champagne that is complimentary on the airline. Toward the end of the flight the captain came over the intercom to let everyone know that due to increased flight traffic that our landing would be delayed upto 45 minutes. 30 minutes later we landed at Hartfield still unaware that the world had changed while we where in the air.

I have travelled into Hartfield on numerous occassions before and there was always a hustle and bustle and lots of noise when we departed the plane, but for some reason the airport was a lot quieter. As we customarily did when getting to our destination city I called into my boss to let him know that we landed safely. My boss asked me if I had heard what happened and I said no. He told me that a plane had flown into the world trade center and thousands of people are dead. My boss is known for playing practical jokes and I told him that **** was not funny. He said he wasn't joking. I hung up on him. Aaron in the mean time is going through the pages on his pager. I decided to call Hector and tell him we would be at his site in time to go to lunch. Hector asked if I heard the news about the twin towers and told him the **** was not funny. He said no man, this **** is real. About that time we had walked half way down the concourse and I looked up to see that all the flights had been cancelled. The only words out of my mouth where "Oh my f#cking God!". Aaron had turned five shades whiter and he was listening to his voice mail as he told me what all his messages where. Everyone in the office and at our houses where trying to get a hold of us.

We both called our families and let them know that we where ok.

The next 3 hours getting out of the airport and the rest of the day are another story for another time as well as the 2 day drive home, with out a plane in the sky.

I was sitting at home eating breakfest when my sister called and was sorta paniced and told me to turn on the TV. I was only in the 7th grade and i didnt really know much about New York or the towers but after my parents talked to me about it, i was horrified.

I was in school...art class...everyone stopped to watch the terror on TV...the entire day no one did any work...

I was in my 7th grade year in junior high..(not too long ago) in my social studies class 5th hour/block whatever and i just learned about 9/11...it was 11:05 on the dot...my teacher was already crying when we got in class, went in front of class and told us what was going on...I thought it was way worse...5-10 thousand...only 2000? NONE THE LESS that is quite a sad number...

I barely remember 9/11. In fact I think I slept through it. I didn't hear about it until 9/12.

I was at work....it came on the TVs' that are mounted to the walls we were all glued to it. Then they sent us home.

Edited, Tue Aug 3 16:24:52 2004 by Knuckle

I was in my powerpoint class sleeping when a friend woke me up and pointed to the tv. At first we thought that someone in air traffic control had fscked up big time. Then class was dismissed, and I went to my economics class. We didn't have much of a class, just sat there watching the tv as the teacher called his relatives because a few of them worked in the towers. It was eerie. I saw the whole thing for the most part, from beginning to end, on tv.

I was in my 7th grade science class with Mr. Hovance, taking a test. come to think of it, we didn't finsih it and all got 100% on it.

I was in the US Army going through AIT in Redstone ******* on 9/11.

I was sitting in class when my instructor just said, "Looks like we're going to war."

30 minutes later we were in formation and being briefed on the situation, got the rest of the day off to call our families and let them know we were ok. It was pretty surreal, we didn't see the images of it until later that night and the next day.

For a few months after that, the whole base was on total lockdown and we were doing just as much gaurd duty as we were training.

I never really realized what kind of commitment I had made by joining the Army until that moment.

I was in my comp and lit class at high school, it was around 9'ish in the morning. The teacher said that there had been terrorist attacks in NYC and the pentagon had been hit as well. He pulled the television into the room, turned it to CNN and began commenting on what had transpired. Being the callous person that I was at the time, I recall thinking to myself, "Damn, what a bad day not to call in sick to work." Then, I fell asleep.

I woke up late because I was like ********** work" but then decided I really needed to go so I call into my office (I lived and worked in DC at the time) to tell them I was running late. No one answered so I was like, "Well I guess everyones late." So then I turn on the news and hear a report about the plane crashing into the tower. And as I'm watching it the second plane hit. Sat there just starring at the tv and thinking about people I knew in NY. Went to call one of my girls up there. She was ok, she was in Jersey at the time. Came back to the TV and they said that the Pentagon was hit too and government offices had been evacuated. Spent the rest of the day just watching and ilistening to the madness.