9/11 10 years memorial thread

RIP. Like everyone else has said, it's crazy how you remember exactly where you were and what you were doing. I was in 7th grade walking to the bus stop when my neighbor told me about it. Then at school everything was cancelled and we just watched the news for the morning. I wasn't personally connected to anyone who died that die, and I can't even imagine what it must have been like. If any of you were, I am truly sorry for your loss.
 
9/11 took place during my 2nd year at Freeskier Magazine. my sister was driving me down to the FS office for an 8:00 AM staff meeting (Colorado Time). we turned the radio on and heard the news that two plans had hit the two towers and another had hit the pentagon. when i got to the office, we postponed the meeting and all walked across the street to The Foundry to watch it on TV at the cafe. We sat there and watched both towers come down. Me, Jerard, Crawford, Fayfield, Tambo, Serf, Pyle. We canceled work that day, and I was pretty much glued to the TV and internet for the next few days. Craziness.
 
The problem with the Ground Zero subway station is that it is too bloody similar to the St Exupery TGV Station, which isn't a surprise since Calatrava designed that one, too.

Anyway, I woke up from a late night of AOE2, mom said "two planes collided and hit the World Trade Center" and I was then glued to TV, newspapers, and internet for the next couple of weeks. Still have so many papers I had to write for school on the aftermath. Just found one that I wrote when anthrax was the big shit.
 
I was 10 when it happened, I had no idea what was going on in the world around me and thought the only people who could possibly do that were Japanese Kamikaze pilots. When I got to school details were still really sketchy and our teacher had us write about who might have done something like this and why.. Being in Montana I felt safe from anything but the man who introduced my parents to each other works in the pentagon, thank god he wasn't hurt when the plane hit. Vibes to anybody affected.
 
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44458317/ns/technology_and_science-space/t/astronaut-looked-down-horrific-scene/?GT1=43001

This photo of the metropolitan new york city was taken by an expedition three crew member onboard the international space station on sept.11 2001 A smoke plum rises from manhattan area where the world trade center was destroyed. The orbital outpost was flying at an altitude of about 250 miles

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I was in 5th grade. My principle came into out class and said "whoever has parents working in the city, they may be late coming home from work today." The rest of the day all the teachers treated it like any other day. Once school let out I could tell something was wrong, a lot of kids parents were crying and I remember being able to see the smoke plume from my house. My town was hit pretty hard, we lost a decent amount of people that day.
 
I was in third grade lunch. The office called the lunch ladies and a bunch of kids were getting picked up. Being in new jersey, the majority of my class mates parents worked in the city. My mom saw the plane hit the first tower. From where I live, you can see the city. I remember seeing the smoke, and the next day there was dust all over my neighborhood because we were down wind. The smell stayed there for weeks and every night as I was in bed I could hear military helicopters flying over my house on the way to the city.

My best friends dad was a new york city fireman who responded to it, and he has never been the same since. He lost his brother who was also a NYC fireman. 2 people in my neighborhood died that day, several friends parents, and several others in my town. Never forget.
 


John Vigiano Sr. is a retired New York City firefighter whose two sons followed him into service—John Jr. was a firefighter, too, and Joe was a police detective. On September 11, 2001, both Vigiano brothers responded to the call from the World Trade Center, and both were killed while saving others. Here, John Sr. remembers his sons and reflects on coping with his tremendous loss.

Also 9/11 is my birthday.
 
I was 5 at the time. They sent me home from school early and my mom was watching the news coverage after the planes hit. They kept showing it again and again. Thats all I really remember.
 
holy shit thats insane. my uncle works in battery park and didnt go to work that day because he was sick. holy good sickness.

RIP to all
 


time lapse from the memorial construction !

to papa there are a bunch of really touching stories , what an horible day ..
 
I remember I got picked up from the bus and my mom told me. I didn't really understand at the time because I was 6. When I got home i just remember watching the news all day.

It was an awful day in world history and should never be forgotten. I just feel like it's still getting milked a little too much. Like even last week there was stuff in the news. Sure, we should remember and respect those lost, but it shouldn't be treated like some kind of anti-holiday. It all just seems a little excessive to me.
 
I was in second grade and it was our second day of school and our teacher sat us down and told that their was a horrible plain crash in New York but she was afraid to see what had happened so she didn't have the tv on and never saw the towers collapse. The later in the day we went to music class and ended up talking about what had happened and watching tv.
 
yo dawg i heard you like airplaneswe also heard you like buildingsso we put an airplane in a ...oh shit
9/11 hasn't effected me much because all i heard was the stupid inside job theories since fucking day 1. its really just taken the whole thing to another stupid fucked up level. Like yeah, many people dies in this tragic event... but in the back of my mind the whole time was... the government did it, its a conspiracy.. bla bla bla WHat the fuck is going on. oh and another thing that i think is stupid is all the anti terrorism money spent. billions towards shit that hasnt been used in 10 years.
to all the people who have lost friends or family, my condolences.
 
I was 18, asleep in my bed. Mind you I'm in Colorado, two hours behind the east coast. My father rushed in and turned the tv on in my room and said look! I couldn't believe what was going on, let alone understand. I just stayed glued to the tv all day, even at my fathers office. I remember seeing people on live tv jumping from windows to escape the fire. Today, I am actually a firefighter, i have a different level of respect for these brave men and weman who were the first responders and were running to the hazards and people were running away. It truly takes a brake person to do this. There is a lot a first responder does that a person does not know or will never know. I thank all the brake souls that lost their life to save another that day. They didn't even think twice going in that building, knowing it was their job and that's what they loved to do, help people in distress. RIP
 
i was in 4th grade in ct we got pulled outa school and i could think of was what was going on. i got home only to turn on the tv and see the buildings on fire and wondering if my mom was ok. my dad couldnt get ahold of her and it was one of the scariest times in my life. luckily she called back and we just watched as it all happened. RIP to all those families and and everyone who lost their lives that day.
 
i think my most vidid memory from like the age of 5 is waking up that morning going upstairs and sitting on a black and blue step bench and watching the towers burning. even though i was 5 it hurt my heart.
 
i was in 1st grade. One of my most vivid memories of my childhood was driving home with my mom around sunset on 9/11. I remember everything perefectly. she told me that something very very bad happened that day. Amazing how events like this can be burned into the memory of the human brain. RIP.
 
I was in the 3rd grade in cincinnati, ohio. i remember that there was a buzz around the school that day. mate 3 or 4 other kids were taken out of school by their parents and i remember seeing a teacher crying down the hallway. no one really told us kids what was going on. When i got home my mom explained to me what had happened. I didn't totally understand what it was that had happened. For the rest of the day I was parked in front of the tv, i didn't understand really what was going on but i remember thinking that i needed to see it because it was something very significant. R.I.P. to the victims, +vibes to their friends and families, know that i am praying for you all. your stories of terrible loss and outstanding heroism are inspiring to me.
 
5th grade, the school nurse came in and whispered quietly to my teach. About 10-15 minutes later, she came in again and did the same thing. That is when we found out that our world had taken a drastic change.
 
bless all those associated with the tragedy that took place on this day, some ten years ago. with that said, don't let nationalism over power you; try to stay open-minded to the global community, and how this day affected everyone.
 
this is so crazy, im watching it on TV right now, and i just saw/heard them say the dad of the kid from my town who died, and all of the ppl are all from towns around me
 
I was in my first grade classroom, all I remember is the teacher getting a phone call that made her eyes water a little. I then went home and found out about it but didn't really think much of it at the time.
 
I was in 2nd grade and remember it pretty well. It's weird that some kids at my school now don't have much memory of 9/11 at all
 
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