Like all of you I still vividly remember where I was and what I was doing on that sunny September morning a decade ago when the unthinkable happened. I was at my business just watching television and sipping coffee...I couldn't believe my eyes and at first thought it an aviation accident like the 1947 striking of the Empire State Building....It soon became apparent how outrageous, grim and depressing the situation was.
For days we lived in a malaise of grief, but my first reactions were an uneasiness about what war would mean to a nation not accustomed to such things.
In any event, life moved on and today we pause to recognition the passing of a decade. No one could sustain the intensity of emotion of that morning, and while events were amplified by the coverage now available, life has to move on from this or any tragedy or loss. It's never easy and I think I can only take so much coverage today. I plan to watch the US Open and JETS opener in addition to this morning's 9/11 coverage.
Where were you and what were you doing that morning ten years ago ?. Feel free to comment.
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Hey Mayor-I was a WPD officer,getting ready for work later that afternoon and watching the morning news.I saw the second plane hit and it was immediately apparent that it was a terrorist act.As I watched the buildings burn,I became convinced they would come down,and was desperately hoping the command post was far enough back,and that everyone was gotten out safely.As we know,this wasn't the case and thousands were killed.The streets of the city of Watertown were eerily quiet that day,as everyone was glued to their television sets watching the coverage..God Bless the victims and their families..
At a school district administrator's meeting and trying to figure out what we would do. Uncharacteristically, we just sat for a moment totally silent. and then went to comfort the kids as best we could.
In Hawaii, just retired from the Air Force. Hung over, thought I was watching a movie. Sobered up real quick.
Tong
I was there. A man under my command was killed in the collapse of Tower 1. I despise the media for dancing on the graves of those who were lost.
I was working. I remember thinking just how our lives would change. How we would stand in line, give up freedoms, all in the name of security. We have.
One sad thing is that the attack was not the "unthinkable". During the trial of the first WTC bombing, they told us about a plan to hijack jets and fly them into the WTC's.
Spokes...your idiom is out of place. Capitalizing and commercializing is not equal to dancing on graves.
I am not big on celebrating and observing dates as milestones. The only way to enjoy life and remain sane is to put this attack behind us. Every channel all day long for the whole weekend is too much. Yes of course it changed us all and we should have as many bowls of revenge as we please. I just don't like picking at scabs.
Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any presents at all!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming! IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling...
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