Please take the time to give 2 min. silence - it's a pittance of time, let us never forget those lost while we recall where we were that dark day....
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I remember the absolutely crystal blue skies in NY state that day.  It was a beautiful September day.  The kids had just gone back to school, I was home with just my little one, barely over a year old.  I had just stepped out of the shower when the phone rang.

Clark was calling me from the base (Fort Drum 10th Mountain Div.), he asked if I was watching CNN.  I made some off the cuff remark that "duh, I have a 1 year old at home, Sesame Street maybe, CNN?? No!".  He said go turn it on, someone just flew a plane into the WTC.  Then he said "Oh My God, did you see that??" It didn't sink in, I was standing in a towel and told him I'd call him back.  I got dressed, went downstairs and turned the TV to CNN.  The OMG was because he was watching the 2nd plane hit the 2nd tower.

I called him back and we talked a bit, he was in military mode so I didn't get to talk to him long.  Then I sat riveted to the television, and watched as a 3rd plane (initially thought to be a helicopter) crashed into the pentagon.  I knew better than to try and call Clark on the base, so I sent him an email that said "Should I be getting scared now?"  He replied with one word  - "Yes"

At 1:00 p.m. he pulled up in front of the house.  All the fear of that day deepened 10 fold because I knew there was only one reason he was home.  He quietly loaded all his mobility gear into the back of his car and kissed me deeply and wiped away my tears, then kissed his son of only a year, and said "I don't know when I'll be home again"  I had a million questions, and knew that he could answer none of them.  I told him to call the first chance he got.

As I watched him drive away I was mixed with a sense of terrible grief and fear because I truly did not know when I would see him again, or IF I would see him again.  But more than that, I held a sense of pride that carried me through that dark day.

The skies were very blue that day, and without a cloud in the NY sky, the rain of a million tears fell upon us...

Cat
   

I was just getting my hair cut when I heard on the radio that a small tourist plane had crashed into the WTC. It was only when I got home did I turn on TV to see minutes later the first tower come crashing down.

I'd booked a last minute holiday in Mexico for two weeks the day before with the flight due to take off in the early hours of the 12th. With the total chaos, nobody had a clue what was happening. I knew someone in one of the WTC towers and heard he had got out, as had his new wife from the other tower. Someone else I knew heard the plane crash into the Pentagon.

The holiday still happened. We were on one of the first flights to fly accross the Atlantic, although US airspace was still closed (I always wonder if we were followed by US fighters as the plane flew just outside of US airspace).

I was at work when our Kleen-Flow Salesman came in (he always comes in and starts out with a joke) and said:
"Did you hear about the two planes that have hit the World Trade Center?"
I replied " No, what is the punch line?"
He said " No, really, it is not a joke, it is really happening!!!" then he went over and changed our radio station to the one he was listening to in his car and from that moment till now mine and so many others lives have changed forever....
Angie's and mine cousin Hans is a pilot for American Airlines and was in the air at that very time and his flight was re-routed, and landed safely. He say's flying has changed forever for him...
Our prayers for all who have lost their lives on that day 9/11

I had just fed the kids breakfast and was on the phone with my friend Sue making a cup of coffee in the kitchen.  The kids started saying something about a plane flying into some building in NY, and I asked them what cartoon they were watching.  They said "no Mommy it's on the news". 

I came around the corner to see what nonsense they were talking about, when the second plane hit.  I told Sue to turn the news on and I'd call her back.

The kids asked if it was safe to walk to school, and I said that NY was very far away, but I'd walk them there if that made them feel better.

The rest of the day I was glued to the TV and to the computer gathering as much news as I could.  But something inside me died that day.

Sort of poetic that the sky is shedding tears today.

I was at my girlfriends house helping her clean her house and visit with her watching cnn also.  I saw it as it happened on cnn.  We were in shock and disbelief.  We sat there glued to the tv that day crying the whole time.  I will never forget those images.

I was on a smoke break at my old job when our supervisor came outside and told us of a plane that flew into the 1st tower that she heard on the radio (we had it on all day).  There were only 6 of us that worked there, and 5 of us were there that day.  We all went back inside and listened as we heard the announcer say that this was all really happening and not a hoax.  Our supervisor told us through her tears that we could all go home and when I arrived, I turned on the TV to see that a 2nd plane had also hit.  I then phoned my husband, who was working out of town, and he told me of how he saw it live on TV.

My eyes were glued to the TV the rest of the day and I remember going outside for a cig and noticing nothing but an eerie stillness in the sky.  We live 30 min from an airport, so it was really weird.

I think the things that affected me the most that day were watching the people jumping out the windows and all the pictures put up all over the city looking for loved ones.

I was hanging rafters on a house in Texarkana when it came over the radio.

I was here looking at email and thinking about a haircut. I took a look at the news and postponed it for a week.

Charlie

I was on my way to work....stopped at 7-11 for coffee and it was playing live on the TV...clerk said "we've just witnessed the first shots of world war 3."

Joe

I recall that day clearly. I was getting ready to move to UK, to London, that week for my university studies. I picked up traveler's checks from the bank and walked home with my friend Laura.

When I got home, afternoon my time, I turned on the TV and saw special news broadcast. The anchor told what had happened and then I saw the live feed. So I saw the second plane live and so on.

I didn't need to be American to cry. I didn't need to know anyone from there to feel terrified. I called mom and left a message on her mobile, she was on a meeting - but had heard the news via radio.

We watched TV the rest of the day, special program after another for the next few days.

I know that many are angry at God because of what happened, but for me, personally, that week shows how He works on mysterious ways: I was originally due to fly to London on September 12, morning flight. But I changed my flight long before because my cousin, who lives in London, could not pick me up on that day, so I left on the Saturday on the same week. And, in retrospect, I don't think anyone could have made me fly anywhere on September 12.

Sanna

My life changed forever on that day...i missed the first plane and had cnn or fox on,drinking my coffee getting ready to leave for work as i was listening to the reporter with both towers in the background as the second plane hit,i remember spitting out coffee as i screamed during the second plane...A very sad day indeed...i ended up taking off that day and the rest of the week...i can only hope that these little punk ass terrorist get 72 wild cavemen each to corn-hole them several times a day as they rot in hell.....Lenny