TDIH: Remembering 9-11
We lived through history that day.
On this day in 2001, a shocking attack unfolds before our very eyes. Most of us will never forget where we were or what we were doing when we first heard that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center.
America would never be the same again.
Regular readers know that a "this day in history" story normally appears on this page first thing in the morning. But on September 11, 2001, we all lived through history. Today is simply a day to remember.
If you are so inclined to tell YOUR "this day in history" moment, then I'd love to hear your story, below. I know I say this every year, but it seems to me that telling our stories and remembering is the best way to spend this day, especially since the anniversary is increasingly falling off the MSM's radar. Don't you think?
I'll start with my story, for those of you who haven’t heard it yet. On September 11, 2001, I was sleeping in. I'd just finished taking the Texas bar exam. I had a new job at a law firm, but it hadn't started yet. So I slept! Or, at least, I did until my then-boyfriend (now husband) called and told me to turn on the TV. My main recollection of that morning is simple confusion and shock. At first, I thought the journalists were being really irresponsible. They were making it sound like a commercial plane had run into the World Trade Center, and I knew that couldn't be true. I watched the second plane hit, and finally figured it out (obviously). The rest of the day felt surreal as I did what so many of us did that day: I sat with tears in my eyes and watched events unfold on TV. I prayed for complete strangers, my fellow Americans, hoping they would be okay. The feeling that life had suddenly taken a surreal turn didn't go away for days or weeks. #NeverForget #ProudToBeAnAmerican
I was 18 and at work, moving a truck when I heard about a “small plane” hitting the tower.
By lunch we were all quiet. The quality guy and me looked at the clean blue sky. No trails as all the planes had been grounded.
Going home there were gas lines everywhere. No one was sure what was happening.
The US was united for awhile. That was nice.