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Author:	Supafly [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 4:57 pm ]
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So I was sleeping on just a normal average day (day off) when my own mother calls me and says "we're under attack." At 1st I was groggy and confused until she commanded me to turn on the television. She then tells me about what she heard at work so far and how she might meet me at her house later. She lets me go so she can finish her work up and promises to call me back as I turn on the television to either CNN or Fox and literally like a few minutes later I watched LIVE as the second plane hit the tower. In under one hour after having eyes glued to the television and news coverage after news coverage I then watched as the two towers fell. I stayed home all day and online as well as on the phone watching the events unfold. This was our generations version of an American Tragedy. From that day forth, America changed. Two wars began, and still the aura of 9/11 may go down as one of the single most pivotal events to history within my generation unless something else should occur years from now. This event was discussed with family, with friends, even here on these boards. Mikey's reports served as some of the more memorable because he had a way of expressing so I felt like I was there experiencing that solemn feeling with him. A few other players from NYC as well would tell me things about it. This was 9/11 as remembered from my perspective. Feel free to share what you were doing that day and what happened.

Author:	Yarr [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:17 pm ]
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I just remember being like "God damn it, I knew living next to the USA would bite me in the ass." It sucks for Canadian's since we're a target by proximity. On sept 11th 2001 I remember my Dad calling and waking me up. I watched and talked to my dad on the phone. Both of us were pretty skeptical of what was going on (not sure if it was an accident, an attack or whatever). When the second plane hit I was watching with my Mom and My sister I think. I was trying to grasp the concept that this was really happening and it wasnt some kind of joke or movie. There were real people in those buildings and those were real planes hitting them. I was pretty scared once the towers fell. I couldnt help but think about the ramifications. Who did it? What will the US do? Who is going to pay? Is this going to turn into war? Is this only the first of a series of attacks? It got me pretty paranoid and I worried alot about Princess back then being in Toronto. I'll admit I was even a little nervous to go to Toronto just a few weeks after. Im a pretty paranoid guy as it is, and this just sent my mind spinning. Looking back I think the bush administration really messed things up. I almost look at 9/11 as being the point in time that the US really started making itself look stupid to the rest of the world. Like some big stupid animal lashing out instictivly.

Author:	goDeejay [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:31 pm ]
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My dad worked down the street from the World Trade. Luckily he took that day off. All i remember was being in history class and the principal coming over the loudspeaker saying that we had to go home from school. No one said why untill like 5 min before we left. The whole thing felt like a movie.

Author:	Jimbean [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:41 pm ]
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My uncle worked at the trade center... he was one of the throngs of people you saw walking over the williamsburg bridge. He made it home alive. I remember the day pretty well... I was unemplyed at the time.. self employed, whatever. I was freelance web designing and doing a band fulltime. I was dating this chick named Jaclyn and it was prolly around noon or so when she calls me to tell me that "a small plane crashed into the world trade center or something" at the time that's all the news had released and i woke up and it was the most surreal thing evar.. like my mom was already up glued to the TV screen. I don't think I've ever spent so much time in one lump sum glued to the television as I did that day. I remember it being like 2am and being worried that we were going to war or under attack or wtf was going on and all I did was watch the news which was on every channel til about 10am the next day when I was finally exausted enough to sleep. Was lots of shit going through my mind like the draft and the distance from manhattan in the event of a nuclear threat.

Author:	Denchi [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 5:51 pm ]
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10th grade, eating Cheerios, watching the news after the first plane hit. I watched the second plane hit... and was just in awe. I wasn't sure what to think of it, I'd never been to new york and I had grown up in Minnesota all my life. I went to school knowing that it would be talked about, and sure enough in my first class (Composition or something) the teacher had the T.V. on. She tried to turn it off and get on with class but we kept turning it back on. After 1st hour a buddy of mine, 12th grade guy, came up to me and was like "Hey lets get outta here." I was like "What? Why? Skipping is BAD" and he was like "People are flying planes into buildings, we're not fucking going to school today." So a few of us hopped in the car and drove to uptown and ate food and played frisbee and enjoyed the sunny day not listening to the news or being in school. It was a really fun day.

Author:	Dmitry [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 6:57 pm ]
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I just remember being in english class in 7th grade and not knowing what was going on so I just read the book I had with me.

Author:	Whisp [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:31 pm ]
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i was at work and no one mentioned it to me until noon. i overheard my boss talking about her husband is stranded in new york on a boat. i was like "what happened in new york?" and everyone laughed at me like i was a fool. then i got really sick, violently ill from 9/11, and i slept 30+ hours straight, then my job was firing people because of 9/11 and i was one of them. bush definitely handled it poorly, but he didn't entirely fall off the track until he attacked iraq. attacking afghani taliban only would have probably kept him on the right course of action. but the thing is, he's an idiot and was destined to f up at some point. more likely sooner than later.

Author:	DeadLegend [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 8:33 pm ]
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I didn't hear anything about it til both towers had fallen and the Pentagon was hit. Third high school year, was going to 4th or 5th period (science) and the teacher put the radio on through this stereo system this other teacher set up for a mic since he talked quietly. Right then kids started getting called down to the office being picked up by their parents. I got called down because my little brother was freaking out and called my mom to get us. So I sat in the office waiting and there had to be about 90 or more parents making hustle and bustle in the lobby trying to call their kids down. Vice principals were keeping control. I stayed in school for the day because I hadn't had my graphic design class yet. Most classes for the rest of the day were more than half empty. I wasn't fazed initially because I couldn't imagine it, and for years I wasn't really affected by the images of it for some reason.

Author:	Kluya [ Tue Sep 11, 2007 8:41 pm ]
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Ugh I was sitting in the same cubicle I'm sitting in today lol (worked at the same place too long!) We actually just got plasma TVs in a VDSL demo room at work, and they always kept the door closed because Plasmas were like $20,000 a pop back then. I remember I went to the gas station to get smokes, and the crazy guy behind the counter started talking about the pentagon being under attack. I was like "wtf?" I drove back to work and the door to the demo room with the plasmas was open and filled with people. I walked in right as the second plane hit. My jaw dropped and I got scared. I was just in NYC a couple months before that and went to the top of the world trade center. I know how big those fucking buildings were! I freaked out and called my girlfriend and a bunch of other people. They ended up sending us home early from work that day. I literally cried on my way home listening to Howard Stern (I don't cry often). When I got home, both of my roommates started getting drunk while watching the news because they thought the world was gonna end lol. I was too sad to drink at the time, so I went to my girlfriend's house...and we strangely ended up going to buy a cat together that day to make ourselves feel better...and it worked. I followed the news like a madman, and was 100% for the invasion in Afghanistan because I was convinced they were behind it. I actually liked Bush then too...ugh. Looking back I smack myself.

Author:	Tomake [ Thu Sep 13, 2007 8:40 pm ]
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i was at lunch in 9th grade when the towers fell and we were watching it on tv...was a crazy day, my world was changing. I had just started high school and entered into a new world era. Everything was different.

Author:	Mikey [ Thu Sep 13, 2007 9:47 pm ]
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I live in ny. As cold as this fucking sounds. I don't fucking care anymore. Americans need to stop being ignorant, Im not trying to be dick. But its a fucking fact. We use the excuse that sadaam was killing innocent people, but that was years ago and the world looked the other way. We used that excuse that iraq was linked with terrorism. Yet we there was little evidence and we along with it. 9/11 is about honoring the innocent people who died that day because of the actions of a group of terrorists. Why don't we make a remember 9/12 and beyond ( or whenever the fucking war ends) because our reaction to whatever the fuck happened in 9/11 seems to be justified or some shit. Its completely fine to go to another country and not only send our sons and daughters to risk their lives ( without knowing the full story) but outright kill and rape innocent people who really had nothing to do with what happened that day. I understand vengeance i understand the concept of an eye for an eye, but really come on now. How is it because 2 thousand americans died, its justified to kill tens of thousands of people who really had nothing absolutely nothing to do with it. Its a sad fucking world we live in, with a self proclaimed worlds Most powerful country, can't really handle real responsible world changing decisions without fucking up. And nobody tell me its easy to fuck up when your on top. I know enough about that.

Author:	Macabre [ Thu Sep 13, 2007 11:25 pm ]
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I remember it quite well, my dad woke up me up and we sat there watching it unfold on tv. I was in 10th grade, and I remember having a horrible head ache from the the football game the night before. Ended up having a grade 2 concussion. The entire school day was a joke, all we did was watch it on tv, nothing was accomplished at all that day. Bush handled 9/11 great up to the point where he went after Iraq. Afghanistan was harboring Al Qaida, and we knew that, and it was justified becuase the Taliban were large monetary investors into Al Qaida. Iraq, who knows, is there proof out there that they weren't harboring terrorist? Is there proof Saddam was not giving money to them. We don't know, and most likely never know. But here is my problem w/ everyone now. When everything went down, everyone was gung hoe about striking back in everyway, and even congress was. The said yes to Iraq, and then all of a sudden had a change of heart. I bet if Iraq was going good, Democrats would be say, well DUH we support the war too. Hindsight is always 20/20. The other thing is, people now adays want results immeadietly, not in years down the road, and its thanks to modern technology. In WW2, reports took a few days to learn about, and the same w/ Vietnam. Vietnam was also the first publicised war, as in reporters were there in teh thick of the action. And now w/ satelittes and everything, we get news instantly from the Middle East. People I think forget to realize, governments don't materialize over night, but take years to get going. America took 10 years to get a working form of government and we weren't even at war at the time, and didn't have 3 different groups of people vying for power. Do I support the war in Iraq, yes and no, but I do believe we need more time. I am afraid if we leave now, Iran will step right in and take over. And would that be a better or worse situation for us as a country?

Author:	Ulgokiem [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 12:59 am ]
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I got a call from work telling me not to come in that day, I thought it was a joke. When I asked the general manager why, he says: the US is under attack, the twin towers were blown up and the pentagon was also hit. I thought it was some kind of lame joke at first, until I turned on my TV. First thing I saw was the twin towers crumbling. Went into work anyways to catch up on some paperwork, I remember there was a special edition of the newspaper being handed out about the attacks, I actually still have it somewhere in my closet or something. Being in Montreal I was very nervous, we are 30 mins away from the NY border, NY city is 5-6 hours away by car. I was actually afraid that we could be targeted also since we are so close, I even considered leaving town for a while.

Author:	Navyr [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:28 am ]
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Im just amazed as i read this and find so many of us we're watching the news when the second plane hit, i mean i litterally was woken up, told to watch the TV and as my eyes unblurred wham there went the second plane.

Author:	LLewelyn [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 1:23 pm ]
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Six years ago, I was running across the bridge spanning the width of the West Side Highway to Stuyvesant. I was late for orchestra class yet again. To my left, I heard a deep boom. Puzzled, I stopped and looked around. Did a pile driver have a false start? The area had seen the sprouting of many residential buildings within the past few years, so I was accustomed to the sounds of repeated pounding of metal upon earth chasing me through my classes. Yet I had only heard a singular impact. I was too worried about being reprimanded by my orchestra teacher though to explore the matter further. In class, I slid into my chair and quickly assembled my violin. My best friend caught my eye and grinned. So far, the director had not noticed my tardiness. I took deep breaths to stop the gasping from the running. Minutes later, another girl came running in late and breathless, informed people around her that a plane had flown into one of the Twin Towers. That sound I heard…it was…but before I could make the connection, I heard it again. What followed after consisted predominantly of the deepest anxiety and fear I had ever felt. I never figured out the path I had taken to my aunt's home, only that I had to have walked far north out of danger before cutting east across the island and head back south. My cousins had the misfortune to live at the tip of Manhattan, complicating my return back to their apartment. For one they we sat trapped, helplessly watching the long tail of smoke waft up from the hole day after day from their living room windows. After that week of ever-increasing cabin fever, my aunt and I ventured out. We walked around Chinatown. It was empty, emptier than I had ever seen it before. All the metal gates were drawn over the storefronts. The cars and trucks that normally congested Canal Street had been replaced by a few army tanks and large dump trucks shuttling refuse between the former WTC and the barges floating in the East River. The dust that the tanks tracked from the site and rumbled into the air gave the impression that we were walking in the midst of nuclear fallout. A month later I was back at Stuy. As soon as we had been given notice from the EPA that the air quality around our school building was safe enough to breathe, we went back. I had nearly forgotten my locker’s location by that time, having been at school for only four days before the attacks. But no matter. We just wanted to return to normalcy after having been left abruptly and sharply in suspended animation. That normalcy would never return. I couldn’t use the subway for the longest time after returning to Stuy. When the attacks occurred, people in the trains in the general vicinity were trapped for hours, sitting in the dark and completely unaware of what was happening while their conductors, scared and confused, struggled to bring the trains to a station not already overwhelmed by the people fleeing homeward. I couldn’t bear to be stranded like that, so I walked. But walking itself was no better. I could see the rubble clearly from six blocks away as I emerged from the school building, knowing that the unique smell emanating from the site contained the cremated remains of three thousand people, along with vaporized metal and pulverized concrete. Army personnel, their eyebrows knit tight, searched the faces of the pedestrians walking past. But their faces were a mirror of our own. About halfway, I passed by the police department’s headquarters. Before the attacks, I could walk through the middle of the plaza, unhindered by any security precautions. But afterwards I walked hunched forward around the perimeter under the gaze of sharpshooters perched on the headquarters’ roof. I was always afraid they would mistake me for a terrorist or that I would be caught in crossfire, that without warning they’d shoot in my direction and I would die at any second. We were not yet at war, but I knew that from the anxiety painfully tightening my chest that I was living in something very akin to a war zone. Even now, I feel the same tightening. I can barely breathe for embarrassment that my fear will escape me and people would regard me with wonder and disdain. For they have forgotten the fear of that day and approach the anniversary date with fleeting awareness, solemn reflection, and then passing irrelevance to their activities. They have been able to continue on with their lives. I don’t blame them. They weren’t there. They saw only pictures on a screen that, though traumatic as they were, were incomplete. They don’t panic as I did when I was sitting in the backseat of a friend’s car, convinced that a plane would fly into the Prudential Center when in fact it was flying miles behind the building. They do not, as I did, blurt out “It’s September Eleventh,” when people ask why the flag is at half-staff that day, and then turn my face to the window, not willing to respond to their comments of having forgotten. God, how the pain hurts. But it will never leave, dulling only with time I am told.

Author:	Yarr [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:01 pm ]
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I think LLewelyn that was a very well done post.

Author:	Eternus [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:07 pm ]
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I found out when I got to work that day at 9am or so. I wasn't listening to the radio on the drive to work or anything, so when I got there and saw the buildings on TV I didn't even know whether to believe it was real or not initially. I probably just didn't want to believe it was real to be honest. I remember calling my father at work and asking him if he saw the same thing, that was right around when the reality of the situation set in. A coworker of mine was Army Reserve and he was already talking about killing some terrorists just hours after the attacks. I was just envisioning World War 3 myself and the amount of death required to counterbalance the losses taken that day. I really thought the US would have supported the war in Afghanistan more. Iraq should not even be on the table as an issue imo regarding 9/11, not really related if you ask me (even though they would want you to believe it is). Maybe in regards to the Mandate of Mesopotamia it is related lmao. I wasn't that afraid even though where I live is a naval base (kind of a target), though I was really pissed off. I remember a year before that going to the top of the WTC when I was a tourist in NYC. Difficult to imagine buildings that enormous being destroyed in that manner. I am fortunate to not know anyone personally who died in that tragedy, if so I would probably be bothered more by the events than I am currently. I couldn't even believe someone attacked the Pentagon, that threw me off quite a bit. I went about the rest of my day normally, I still got wasted and hung out with my friends after work. We just talked about the WTC and Pentagon instead of usual conversation. I wasn't effected by 9/11 as much as some of you obviously. That was quite the rememberance you wrote there Llewelyn. You are very good at conveying what you went through.

Author:	LLewelyn [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:31 pm ]
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Thanks guys but I apologize for the reply was so dilatory and it may seem as if I overreacted or overemoted but it was the only human thing to do.

Author:	Ponuh [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:48 pm ]
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Yarr wrote: I think LLewelyn that was a very well done post. Did talisin type this

Author:	Yarr [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 4:28 pm ]
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Ponuh wrote: Yarr wrote: I think LLewelyn that was a very well done post. Did talisin type this lol no, I actually was going to make fun of mikey saying something that started with "I think" and then decided not to, I just forgot to delete all of what I wrote I guess. The post should have just read "LLewelyn that was a very well done post". I like to point out positive things everyonce and a while lol.

Author:	Denchi [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 6:52 pm ]
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Yeah I bet it was rough if you lived near New York. Being so far away it was easy to get over.

Author:	Mikey [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 6:53 pm ]
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Im fucking over it !

Author:	Cledis [ Mon Sep 17, 2007 9:03 am ]
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I went out to the casinos with some friends the night before, right after I got off work. Came home around 2 am that night, and passed out on the couch while watching TV. Woke up that next morning with the TV on and 5 minutes later, the second tower got hit. Couldn't believe my eyes at first, thought it was a movie or some shit. About 10 minutes later the phone rings. It was my shop and I was getting recalled into work. So, hop in the shower, throw my uniform on and head to base. Getting through the gate was a nightmare. It was backed up about a mile and they were checking every vehicle inside and out. By the time I got into my work center, I was quickly grabbed up by my co-workers to help install a secure phone, which I later found out that someone of importants used to make some pretty important calls on his visit through base. The whole day was crazy, everything was locked down tight. A week later I get notification to get my bags ready for a trip to the land of sand. Got a 6 month paid vacation to the biggest beach with no water.

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