Thursday, September 11, 2008

Remembering 9/11

It was an absolutely gorgeous day. I was at work, the television was always on in the breakroom. After the first plane hit, the buzz started, then the second plane hit. As supervisor, I was trying to control the panic, keep everyone calm; there was certainly very little work being done. The phone calls started; I called my son who lived far away, made sure my daughter, not quite so far away, was okay, got a call from my mom, checking on me. I guess parenting never stops.

And then the towers fell. The pentagon was hit. Flight 93 crashed in Pennsylvania. And the world I'd always known ended.


nicole said...

Wow. Thanks for sharing this video. It's amazing... brought me to tears. :(

mixednutsblog said...

The thing that still seems so odd/funny to me is that it was all so surreal that we still went ahead and had Enrichment that night. I remember hearing the sonic booms of the jets escorting the President's plane overhead, but not knowing what they were and being terrified that something *else* was happening as I walked out the door to head to church.

I can't believe its been seven years.