Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?

I was at work - across the street from the federal building Plane 3 was aimed at.

And they would not let us leave the building or even go down in the basement - they told us to keep working. Our entire building was one gigantic glass pyramid on all sides. And we were directly across from the federal building.

We were terrified.
 
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I was only two. But I remember watching it on the TV. What a horrible, horrible day that was. Everyone in my family was somber, I caught onto the mood.
 
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I was sleeping from night shift working ER. The phone kept ringing which was odd, I finally answered when husband called and looked at tv and then I went back to bed in case it got worse and I would need the sleep for the next shift. Fortunately, never happened here, but horrific none the less.
 
I was 31 and I was in a Humanities class. My professor got a call from her son in NY. I don't remember what happened in between that moment and a while later when I went into the cafeteria to watch the news. Then called husband, called work told them I wasn't coming in, and picked up my 8 year old from school. We just all had to be together. Very shocking that it did happen here, in the United States of America. Still difficult to try to teach it to students in my social studies classes because they do not remember it, and to me it was like yesterday.
 
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I was at work. We had a TV in our showroom. The whole crew just sat and watched. We shut down for the rest of the day. I remember I made the decision to move out of the city that day and move back to my hometown.

I can't believe it's been 10 Years.
 
I distinctly remember. Our church was hosting a preacher's meeting and we were serving breakfast. Someone came in and told us and I remember the sinking feeling in my heart and told someone the world will never be the same! Everyone went in to the auditorium and had prayer.
 
I was outside on the front porch, drinking coffee with my hubby. I came in to get us some more coffee, and saw on TV where one plane had hit. I stuck my head outside to tell hubby to come look. Just as he came in, the second plane hit. My youngest son was 18, and in Basic Training. He needed the discipline of the Army, and there are just no career jobs around here, so I talked him into the Army. It was safe. When the second plane hit, I knew at all at one time that 1. It wasn't an accident. 2. We were at war. 3. I sent my son to die in a war. I can't describe the feelings that overwhelmed me all at once. 10 years and 4 tours later, he is being Med Boarded by the Army, because his back is gone. And he's 28. That's where I was when my world stopped turning.
 
I can't believe it's been 10 years either ..... it seems like yesterday! My ex was taking forever in the bathroom as usual and I called to him to tell him what had happened, he came out in time to see the second tower fall.
I was in tears watching it all. BUT you know what was more shocking to me (I may get some flak over this but I don't care) that retaliation was not swift and sure nor immediate.
 
I got into work (I was a contractor for a VERY large and well known cell phone company) and couldn't understand why no-one was working and why everyone was watching the tv in the conference room.

We were sent home due to us being a security threat... Being contractors I guess. *shrugs* It wasn't like anyone was working anyway. I just watched the footage that was playing over and over again...

Anyway driving home, I lived over an hour away from the jobsite, the freeway was jam packed and utterly silent. It was the weirdest thing ever!!! There was nothing to hear. No horns, no radios just the sound of engines. That is what I remember most; the utter silence on my long drive home.

My whole world changed after that day. That was the beginning of the end of the life I had lived.







edited for clarity
 
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