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REMEMBERING 9/11.

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You can post your experience with 9/11 in this thread.

Where were you when you heard about it?

Do you personally know of anyone who was killed or injured on that tragic day?

DON'T FORGET TO: FLY A FLAG.
 
9/11 happened when I was nine years old.

I remember sitting at the breakfast table, (I was living at my aunt's at the time) and I remember looking at the t.v. and seeing a news camera pointing at two large buildings that were billowing smoke.

Though I wasn't old enough to grasp the actual magnitude of the situation, somehow I knew that this was definitely significant. To my knowledge, I didn't lose anyone to the 9/11 attacks.
 
I was home, recovering from some surgery. Waking up that morning I was in something of a daze from an oxycodone tablet taken the night before and turned on the TV just before the second plane hit. Shock, disbelief, horror and later rage passed through me in sucession. By afternoon I had to turn the TV off and get out, although I probably should not have been driving. The streets seemed largely deserted and everyone I encountered had a blank or distant look on their faces. It must have been similar to what happened as the news of Pearl Harbor spread. Over the next few days people began making appeals on TV for any news of family or friends. It was too heartbreaking to watch and I'd leave the room when that was going on. It was strange, looking up for the next few days and seeing nothing but military or other offical aircraft in the air. Never forget...
 
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I was at a truck stop in Westley,California. I was at the diner eating when one of the waitresses started telling everyone about a plane flying into the WTC.
 
If you click the "last page" link in the discussion forum it still has posts from 10 years ago.
 
I was watching Good Morning America when they announced that a plane had struck the World Trade Center. The TV stayed on the rest of the day.


FLY A FLAG.
 
I would have just turned thirteen, and I was just starting highschool. I was in my English class, which had just began, when my teacher told us what happened. We spent the entirety of the class discussing it, and then after that I just went home. My uncle was renovating our deck outside, and he had the TV hauled out on an extension cord. I sat in my backyard and watched the news all day.

RIP - Angel Juarbe, the only man I knew by name, and to the countless others who lost their lives ten years ago today.
 
I was at work when someone told us the news of the 1st plane, we all got up and went into the big conference room together and turned on the big TV...we all sat there stunned, then the 2nd plane hit, it all seemed surreal, we stayed and watched for a while. The office shut down and told us to go to our families. I remember driving right to my son's pre school to grab him and hug him. Then we all went over to my parents house to continue to watch the news.

Having grown up in NYC it went deep to my heart...I had been in the buildings a number of times over the years. We count ourselves blessed for not knowing anyone personally killed on that day but our hearts went out to the many that did. We did have a neighbor who worked with Cantor Fitzgerald who lost many many employees. He just happen to take a personal day that day! For that we are thankful....

Today we honor all those who were lost, and those that were heros!
 
I was 19:

I didnt know how to process the catastrophe...

I just didn't believe it was pro-Palsestine and/or anti-Israelites. I originally believed it was an anti-imperialist league! Fathers wanting to kill Americans - for killing their children!
 
I was thirteen years old and in my 8th grade science class when a girl came running in and told everyone what she had just heard from another teacher. We turned on the television and watched the second plane hit the WTC. It was horrible. My father picked my sister and I up from school and I spent the rest of the day watching the television, completely shocked by it all. I don't think it registered with me the severity of what happened because it was hard for me to grasp such massive chaos and loss at a young age.

My best friend from high school lost an uncle in the WTC. I had met him a few times when I was in middle school at various cook outs and pool parties at her house, because he visited them during the summers for a few weeks here in VA.
 
I was thirteen years old and in my 8th grade science class when a girl came running in and told everyone what she had just heard from another teacher. We turned on the television and watched the second plane hit the WTC. It was horrible. My father picked my sister and I up from school and I spent the rest of the day watching the television, completely shocked by it all. I don't think it registered with me the severity of what happened because it was hard for me to grasp such massive chaos and loss at a young age.

My best friend from high school lost an uncle in the WTC. I had met him a few times when I was in middle school at various cook outs and pool parties at her house, because he visited them during the summers for a few weeks here in VA.

So many images from that day are burned into my mind. Watching people jump to their death to escape the flames, the towers coming down..it seemed surreal but was all too real. I could not attend any memorial services because I was working, but at the stroke of noon every CMTA bus in Austin pulled over and observed a minute of sillence in remembreance of those who died on that horrible, unforgettable day.
 
I was 12. I had just finished my piano class at our local cultural center, and as I was walking past the cafeteria towards the exit I saw this "unsceduled newscast" running on a TV hanging from the wall. It was around 3 or 4pm, my time, so I guess that would be just after the first plane had struck. I don't recall that for sure, but what I do recall is my friend freaking out as he came to meet me. He was a Jehova's Witness, and literally started jumping up and down with excitement screaming "It's World War 3! It's Armageddon!" By then I was used to turning a deaf ear whenever he'd go off on a tangent, but the fact that he was cheering for our impending doom kinda freaked me the fuck out, though I digress...

I didn't have much time to think about it after that, and to be honest I hadn't fully understood what had happened. But I learned the details later when I watched the 10pm news broadcast where they recapped the tragedy.

I did not have any friends in any of the towers, but an American friend of mine had two or three childhood friends passing away. He didn't talk to me about that until years later though.
 
I was 27 and on my way into work. I remember hearing the interruption on the radio (sports radio, go figure eh?) when the first plane hit. I thought holy shit... that's crazy. But at the time, there wasn't much info and it sounded like a horrible accident.

I get into work at the hospital and start helping to prep kids for surgery. While in the waiting room, the television reflected the magnitude of what was happening. The second plane had already hit and I remember just standing there in total shock at what I was seeing. We decided to turn off the television, as that wasn't something kids getting ready for surgery should have to see... but it was just very scary and very eerie. Most of the staff would be glued to the tv in the various staff rooms if they had a chance... it was hard to get thru that day. When I got home I witness what had unfolded and I don't think I slept a wink that night.

I didn't know anyone who was personally affected by the tragedy, but my heart goes out to those who do.
 
I was 12 years old and it was 6am here in California. Like every day I woke up with the alarm and heard my parents starting thier day in thier room. I went down to the living room and turned the TV on. Our tv took a minute to boot up so I would normally use that minute to go outside and get the papers. I had the paper in front of me as I came back into the living room and the moment I put the paper down, I saw the first tower in flames. My dad was known to wake up in the middle of the night and watch movies so I thought hed left it on a movie channel and I was watching some cheesy disaster flick. It was then I realzied that this was my local news feed and I was really looking at the World Trade Center on fire. I rushed to my parents room and as I got there, the second plane struck and my mom immedtely said "were being attacked" From that moment on it was a daze. I ate breakfast and watched the horrors as bodies fell and the towers collappsed. I went to school but it was an errie silence. Most classes just turned the tvs and radios on and our PE coach lambasted some kids who were being morons for not showing respect. Then it was just nonstop TV. 9/11 has got to be the only day I can remember every hour and what I did. In 1997, I went to NYC and stood in the sight of the Twin Towers and maravled at the tallest thing id ever seen. Six years later I returned and stood in the exact same spot, looked up and nothing. Still unbeliavble.

September 11 2001, Let Us Never Forget. God Bless America.
 
I was talking to someone who was in manhattan when it happened, and he told me, "Everyone is trying to remember that day, and all I'm trying to do is forget it." So sad how people who were there are still affected by it today.
 
I was at home, watching TV. I was young and thought it was horrible. I still think it's horrible for the people involved, but now that I'm older I understand America had something like this coming.
 
I was driving into work. It was Tuesday morning, around 9AM, and I was listening to Bob and Tom, a more comedy/talk radio station. They were talking about this plane hitting the towers and the Pentagon and I thought, what a horrible joke. I turned the dial and found no other radio stations reporting it. I thought, wow, these guys have sunk to a new low, how callous. And then, suddenly, EVERY station was lighting up with reports. I was only about 5 minutes away, and by the time I got there, the clinic had turned on the TV and I saw the smoke from the first plane's impact. We all stood glued to the TV, watching as the second plane hit, watching as tower one and tower two crumbled. I remember suddenly everyone just wanted to be home with their loved ones. I don't remember seeing more than one or two clients that day. I was numb, the staff was numb, clients were numb. The line of cars outside was incredible at one point - gas stations were charging $6/gallon and everyone started to panic. I did not know anyone in the buildings who died or survived. I wish everyone peace and solace as they remember the tragedy and honor the heroes who saved that day.
 
I was in Homeroom waiting to start school, when the entire class was picked up by our parent at the same time. Then my mother told me what happened. I lost my next door neighbor that day
 
I was living in a cabin in northern Alberta, pretty much isolated while I worked as a biologist. Even in the middle of nowhere you couldn't escape the news. But while everyone else in the world could see what was going on in New York, I could only listen to reporter's description from the CBC and BBC over my shortwave. I have never felt so disconnected from the world as I did on that day.

It wasn't until October when I first saw the images from 9/11.
 
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