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I was in Boston on 9/11/01 and working at a hospital. We all received an email saying don't go home, we expect massive casualties from NYC. They never came.
I went outside and couldn't hear any planes taking off fom Logan, it was eerie. Then I saw the three F16s and 18s cruising very low.
May they Rest in Peace, no one deserves to die that way.
Rob
I turned on the TV that night and thought it was a twentyfirst century version of Orson Wells' War of the Worlds, but this time on the idiot box instead of radio.
I was wrong.
Regards
Paul
That is one morning I will never forget. It was Wednesday morning and I was going to the early morning fruit & veg markets at 6am. I heard the news reports and at first didn't believe it. When I got to the markets people were whispering and there where a lot of people who hadn't heard about it asking questions. Wasn't till I got back home and turned on the TV that I realised how devasting it was.
To echo Rob's words: no-one deserves to die like that, may thery rest in peace.
One thing is for absolutely sure....The world has never been the same since. I felt to have grown up & got real in 1985 in the miners' strike. I was a miner at that time, 9/11 brought all the people of this rock we live on to attention, double quiick time. I am an easy going type of bloke, but this REALLY made me sit up & look!! Billy Joel wrote a song called Summer Highland Falls. The opening line is 'They say that these are not the best of times, but they're the only times I've ever known'. Which I take to mean, we all think we are involved in the destruction of civilisation in our lifetime. Hitler's generation must have thought that in the war years. Cromwellians must surely have thought the same & every generation before & since. We seem, as a race, to pull through. One day, however it will be irretrieveable. But we only have second hand knowledge of past events. So the ones we are involved in seem insurmountable & may signal the end of the world as we know it. Try not to worry too much as you only upset yourself whilst the perpetrators enjoy what they have. Sorry, I have to go, wife telling me I am a right miserable sod. Can't understand what she's on about.:p :p :p
Cheers, Sliver.
We got home quite late that night, and we turned on the TV just after the 2nd plane. I was on the phone to my father (in NZ) talking about it, when I said something is happening- the city is filling with a dust cloud. I wasn't sure if it wasn't another plane - the commentators seem to have missed it, and a minute or two later they also noticed - it was the the collapse of the 1st tower.
The reports of the Pentagon were coming in, and strange ones about another plane crashing into a field, seemingly unrelated. It chokes me up every single time, thinking of the sheer bravery and self sacrifice the occupants of the 4th plane did - deliberately crashing their plane so it could not be used as a missile, knowing full well that they would not survive.
I was woken up by the phone around midnight. I didn't answer it but I heard my brother in law's voice on the answering machine, so I got up to see what he was calling for. He'd gotten home from the pub and turned on the TV and seen it on the news. He was ringing to say that the world was coming to an end and in case we all die tonight he was thinking of us (a bit ) and to turn on the TV. It was very surreal. I went into the bedroom and turned on the TV and my wife and I just lay there and watched it in silence. Couldn't quite comprehend what was going on for awhile. Still half asleep it looked as if planes where going out of control and running into buidlings all over the place, because they kept playing the same crash from different angles. I thought it was something wrong with the plane's navigation systems or something - some sort of science fiction thing. Shortly after that, we made up our minds to leave Sydney.
One wonders if there is any discussion, or expressions of compassion, on US woodwork fora on the anniversary of the Bali Bombings?
I was watching a film on the ABC about Mohammed Ali, When we were kings I think it was, when they crossed to CNN.
It was surreal, even when the second plane hit, you get so used to commentators telling you what you're seeing, but they didn't say anything & I was thinking "did I just see that?"
Was a long night, unforgettable.
May the casualties RIP.
Sean
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Sure do my man.:(
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2002_Ba...ing#The_attack
Least we forget:o
There were Americans killed in that too.Quote:
One wonders if there is any discussion, or expressions of compassion, on US woodwork fora on the anniversary of the Bali Bombings?
I understand your point but I think that the circumstances of the Sep. 11 attacks are what make them stand out in people's minds. Bombs go off all the time and people are killed. Packed airliners flying into buildings is a bit more horrific, especially when viewed from the point of view of a passenger on one of the planes. That's what did it to me - imagining being on one of them and watching it get closer to the side of the building. I hated flying already, but haven't set foot on one since.
Our first daughter was due in a few days. I was washing TV downstairs and the wife was resting upstairs.
Hmm the building is on fire, something is not right. No it wasn’t.
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Were you feeling particularly houseproud Wongo? :D
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Stop It!! It was a bit dirty.
i gave a work mate a lift home after afternoon shift and he invited me in for a beer his wife was watching tv and told us a plane had hit the world trade tower then on tv it showed plane hitting a building i remarked it was lucky they caught it with a video camera it turned out to be the 2nd plane hitting i came home and my son was asleep on the couch i woke him up when i turned tv on he asked what was the movie called ,:(it wasn't a movie
Early that morning, we dropped a car in to the local Holden dealer for a service and got the news that bad things were occurring. Went back to the house and turned the TV on.... Pam worked in New York on and off during the'90s and we love the city. I was back for a conference last year and a couple of us went down to Ground Zero. It was a heartbreaking experience.