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Where was I? Back then I lived about 3 1/2 miles from the Pentagon and I remember smelling the smoke of the burning building. I picked up my son who was in Kindergarten at the time. I sat and watched the entire day knowing that our country had changed forever. And my son’s future was going to be quite different from what I had thought it to be.
I was on a business trip in Detroit. The meeting started at 8:00 and we took a break at 9 and went up to the hotel lobby where they had a big screen. as we watched we saw the second plane hit. There were 8-10 of us watching in horror as our intuitions were becoming all too clear. This was not an accidental small plane which hit first. As we slowly walked back into the meeting room and sat quiet the hotel manager came in to inform one of the others that he had received a call from his parents informin him that his sister was in the WTC on the 88th floor. Meeting adjourned.
I was late getting to the office that day and listening on the radio. At that point, they still thought it was a small craft and the act of a single individual. By the time I got to work, like most places everyone was riveted to the TV’s. We closed the office at mid-day.
I live in an area about 25 miles from our airport, and although we don’t usually hear the planes, we watch them come and go all day. It was really eerie to spend the whole day (a crystal clear blue sky day)and not see a single plane go by.
I was in 6th grade, and because it was a K-6 school, they didn’t tell us, so the 5-8 year olds wouldn’t panic. I remember getting home without a clue, and the “what the heck are you talking about” conversation I had when I turned on the TV.
Where was I? Back then I lived about 3 1/2 miles from the Pentagon and I remember smelling the smoke of the burning building. I picked up my son who was in Kindergarten at the time. I sat and watched the entire day knowing that our country had changed forever. And my son’s future was going to be quite different from what I had thought it to be.
I was on a business trip in Detroit. The meeting started at 8:00 and we took a break at 9 and went up to the hotel lobby where they had a big screen. as we watched we saw the second plane hit. There were 8-10 of us watching in horror as our intuitions were becoming all too clear. This was not an accidental small plane which hit first. As we slowly walked back into the meeting room and sat quiet the hotel manager came in to inform one of the others that he had received a call from his parents informin him that his sister was in the WTC on the 88th floor. Meeting adjourned.
Bravo! I was glued to the T.V. set. In absolute awe. I have never felt so many different emotions go through me as I did through out the entire day.
I was late getting to the office that day and listening on the radio. At that point, they still thought it was a small craft and the act of a single individual. By the time I got to work, like most places everyone was riveted to the TV’s. We closed the office at mid-day.
I live in an area about 25 miles from our airport, and although we don’t usually hear the planes, we watch them come and go all day. It was really eerie to spend the whole day (a crystal clear blue sky day)and not see a single plane go by.
I was in 6th grade, and because it was a K-6 school, they didn’t tell us, so the 5-8 year olds wouldn’t panic. I remember getting home without a clue, and the “what the heck are you talking about” conversation I had when I turned on the TV.