9/11/01 Where were you?

I was at work on the 58th floor of an office tower. My brother e-mailed me telling me a plane had crashed, then another. I remember the assistant I sat beside panicking because her boss had flown to New York that morning and she was trying to get in touch with her. I went into my boss' office to talk about what was going on and kept looking out the windows to see what I could see. Everything eventually closed and we all went home and watched the news. I lived on a flight path, it was weird seeing no planes flying over.

I was in school (8th grade), study hall, to be exact when I heard about it.
My teacher turned on the TV and I was in shock when I saw what had happened.

For quite a few years after I collected 9/11 memorabilia.
I have a whole tote full of books, figurines, VHS tapes. Tears me up every time I look at them.

I was in San Diego, watching the news live when it happened as I was getting ready for work. I did enterprise network support and my clients were SD City Council and the Mayor's office. I dropped everything, half ready for work and ran for the next bus. I appeared to be the only person on the bus who knew what happened. We got bogged down in traffic about 5 blocks out from my office, so I got off and ran, texting my boss on where to meet him. We started at the coffee stand (oh how I miss that little place) and strategized, because communications were already impacted. About 1/2 an hour later, I was pushing through the crowd to get to city officials and helping them find alternate methods of phone and email communications. I was teaching the mayor how to send SMS messages. They were completely cut off from Sacramento and Washington because of the jammed lines, but we managed to get some official news - the rumour mill was horrendous.

About an hour and a half into the situation, they announced evacuations of the downtown high rises and city admin building. Since I was using public transit at the time, I rose with my friend to our bunker site up the freeway a bit and we ran network analysis from there. He was an American Citizen living in Tijuana, so he was stuck in the US until we opened back up the border two days later... so he stayed with me. They did send us home about 12pm once the networks were stabilized - and there was nothing else we could do.

I'll never forget those hours in front of the television, friends coming over, people calling me from all over the place. Most of all, it was one of the last conversations I had with my father, who was a lifelong firefighter and smoke jumper... it nearly killed him to watch his brothers die. The only reason I'm not doing this event today is because of a work conflict. I did it two years ago, but my mom got sick last year so I missed it, and I was registered for it, but.... work had other ideas.

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I was sleeping...it was afternoon and I was working nights in A+E. Hubby woke me up to show me and I though it was a trailer for a film!!

I worked in a military town and in a hospital with a lot of military drs and nurses so we had armed soldiers patrolling all night, very scary as in the UK we don't see many armed people.

Very sad day and my thoughts are with all the family and friends who lost someone that day.

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On my way to my accounting class. I stopped in to my father's house after I heard the news on the radio. I distinctly remember watching the TV in silence when my dad, an Air Force veteran, said "That's no accident." Moments later later the second tower got hit.

I got to class and the teacher just sent us home. I stayed with my parents for the rest of the day.

I also remember my dad reminding me not to get caught up in the patriotism and nationalism that would follow in the years to come. Zealotry is for the simple minded and that's what caused this in the first place.

installing sprinklers in a middle of a strawberry field. came to the end of the row where some of the guys were just standing there next to one of the trucks listening to the radio. one of them told me what happened.

I was working at a vet tech and my boss told me. We had a small tv in the waiting room and everyone came out and just watched and cried. The phones immediately stopped ringing. So sad.

I had skipped my classes for the day. I was supposed to go to a concert later that day and didn't want to rush from school to the venue. I was at my parents house visiting and we both saw it unfold on TV. It is a day I will never forget.

Was at work - second month into the job I still have. My boss at that time had just retired from the Marine Corps after twenty-some years of service, her last assignment had been at the Pentagon, and she had so many friends still working there. She kept running back and forth to her boss's office, where there was a television and giving us blow by blows as things happened. Her friends came out of it alright.

We didn't have streaming video available then, and couldn't watch the news as it happened, but we all sat, hitting the refresh button on our news web sites, horrified at what was happening.

I went home after work, turned on the tv, and sat, glued, to all the coverage.

Our town has an Air Force base and I remembering feeling a little weirded out because none of the F-15s were flying and it was so quiet.

I was in Midand, TX at a training class. I was stuck there for 3 more days because the airports were closed. I spoke to a friend in NY not long after who was staying on 66th floor in another friends apt on 57th and 6th Ave, and could see the smoke and buildings colapsing. My wife and family were here. My parents ended up having to be bussed from Las Vegas because of airport closures. I first heard about the first plane on the radio in the car on the way to the office. The DJs were very monitoned, but not being from there, thought they just had a very sick sense of humor. I made it in the office just in time to see the second plane hit, then the building collapse. It was very strange. A couple of years before, my wife and I had gone up and stayed in the same apt as my friend for the Daytime Emmys. On our approach to Laguardia, we came in from off the coast, and pasted about halfway up the buildings. It was so strange. The ground was so far down, but you could look straight up the side of the building. It was almost like you could see the people in their offices. To watch them crumble was surreal.

I was in a physics lab in college. Since we were all the way in the basement, we were one of the last to be notified. Once I got out onto campus, there was a crowd of students outside our library just staring in disbelief at the NYC skyline. You could see the smoke and it was so unreal.

I was living in New Jersey at the time. I actually had a doctor's appointment that day and missed school. My doctor's office was in New York and my mom was driving me there. We knew something was going on since you could see this massive gray cloudy fog. They had all the tunnels and bridges leading in /out of the state blocked off. I remember that there was the biggest trafic jam before the Lincoln Tunnel, so nobody could get through.

We asked police officers,so they told us what happened. My mom and I picked up my sister from her school that day and we stayed glued to the tv, watching the footage of the plane crashing into the Towers.

I had just dropped my kids off at school and went back home.
There was a message on my answering machine.
It was my husband calling from the firehouse telling me to turn on the TV.
At first I thought he was going to be on the news because he had been at a big fire overnight.
How I wish that had been the case.
He stayed on the phone with me as we watched the towers burn.
At one point he said, "those structures are built to withstand impacts and fires..."
Not seconds later the first one collapsed...

when the first plane hit i was sitting at my desk at work in boston checking email. coworker walked by and said something going on in new york everyone's in the conference room watching tv. i walked over just in time to watch the second plane hit the tower. stunned, shocked, in complete disbelief of what i just say i stood there in the door way of the conference room just watching.

Sometime around 10:00 the owner told everyone to go home. I left at 11:00 terrified at the idea of having to get on the T (subway) and spend the next 30 minutes underground. I remember standing on the platform at south station thinking how eerily silent it was and just the thought of being underground with everything going on above ground. what if the terrorists attacked the T what would i do where would i hide how would i escape. everyone road in silence. you could hear a pin drop while the T was underground. the minute the T came through the tunnel and out on to the street everyone seemed to exhale at the same time.

College English Lit. class...