9/11

Same, I was 14 and lived 25 miles from Manhattan. Most kids in my school had parents who worked in NYC and some in the towers. I remember they kept getting called to the principals office to let them know that their parents were OK. A few parents were not OK, however. I remember driving up to the hill in our town and looking at the smoke billowing across the river. Surreal time to be alive. I have forgotten a lot since then, but that day is impossible to forget.
 
I was at the Holiday Inn in Lakewood, CO. I had appointments that day. I never left the hotel room, sitting on edge of bed all day. Never even ate. I had a flight out the next day, which of course never happened for a few days.

God Bless all those in law enforcement, fire, rescue, wildfire fighters, and all those others who risk their lives for us.
 
Me too, was at work at Kirtland Air Force Base (as a civilian), which went on high alert. After a few hours of watching the news we all went home, a very somber time.
 
USFS backcountry Bridger-Teton wilderness. Received radio call directing my partner and I to return home.
Two days later packed out. Returned back to Ranger District office and learned of / watched re-run events on 09/11. Told Regional ordered our return as a safety measure.

My partner and I just watched the TV in silence. Bone chilling. Sad and anger mixed.
 
In my uniform and lacing the boots.
No one at work had heard yet when I got there. Did not believe me.
Then the call from admin.
I was transferred to one of the lakes and patrolled it for the next 2 years.

Lost my chief at the Pentagon.
 
I was heading to the site of Flight 93 at about halfway point in PA my hydraulic clutch went out on the bike.
I remember as if were yesterday.
I did restoration on the pentagon exterior doors. I had customers who lost a loved one in the pentagon.
Never Forget.
 
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Wow! As we prepare to leave for a friends NM elk hunt…I just realized that the last time I was archery hunting this area was September 2001. I left for NM from Utah the day after the attacks. It was surreal to see no planes in the air. Also every single house in the Navajo Nation had an American flag flying. Not an exaggeration…every house without exception. I remember the intense sense of patriotism throughout our country. I sincerely wish a lot more people would remember what was lost and the many sacrifices made for our freedoms. Thank you to everyone who has served our country.

I am honored to be guest speaker at a 9/11 memorial in a couple hours. Crazy how I just remembered that.
 
Senior year at Mississippi State. Heard some rumblings that something had happened, but didn’t really know until getting home to turn on the TV. One of those rare times when you remember exactly where you were when it happened.

The next such moment for me was when Katrina hit us in 2005. Two weeks without power and lots of trees down, but we faired so much better than those on the coast. A couple of days after the storm, we were able to hook up an old black and white TV with rabbit ears to the generator. The first thing we saw was helicopter footage of the damage. I still remember sitting there in disbelief that the Mississippi gulf coast had been totally destroyed. Like it was wiped off the face of the earth.
 
W Mrs Duds, flying home from Hawaii. On United. Announcement from cockpit that air traffic had rerouted our flight to Vegas instead of Denver, no explanation. Flight crew were very tense, quickl picking up all meal and drink service to prep for unscheduled landing. Turns out many lost colleagues that morning in the eastern US. McCarron airport in LV was chaos, heavily armed military presence everywhere, Still no explanation of what the crisis was. Impossible to book train, bus or car rental to Grand Junction, only 9 hours' drive home. After hours of waiting @ airport for some official word, United announce its passengers could get on vans for transport to Sam's Hotel and Casino where lodging would be provided. The van driver gave us our first description of the terrorist attack.

Long story short, 3 days later we were given 5 minutes' notice to load a shuttle for the airport. There were 20 passengers on a 757, after United was able to recruit a flight crew to reposition the jet to DIA for flights the next day when air travel resumed. We sat in 1st class, the flight crew gave us any food or beverage onboard at no charge. We were the only plane in the sky for the short flight to DIA @ sunset. The crew were traumatized, some cried, some were mute.

Never forget these turning points. We will be attacked again. There will be more pandemics. Our comparatively safe and stable life in the USA is not guaranteed. Challenges can pull us apart or unite us. We decide.
 
I woke up to someone walking down the hall in the barracks yelling something about "they bombed the world trade center". First thing that came to my half-awakened mind was "yeah like ten years ago". This was a barracks at Ft. Wainwright, Alaska, for reference to time zones.
 
Was just getting ready to head out to the field for the day to work when the first plane hit. Had a short drive to the work site followed by about a 2 hour hike. Didn't learn of the second plane until we were driving back. Ran into a tremendous bull elk, extra-large sized 6 point with about 20 cows, bugling like crazy on the hike out.

Looking back, it was sort of interesting and conflicting to see the natural world going on like any other normal day regarding the elk, while the human side was experiencing the evil and bat-shit crazy side of things we do to ourselves.
 
I was sound asleep after working all night. My wife woke me up and turned the bedroom TV on.
I was called into work early that day so we could beef up law enforcement patrols in the metro area.
 
Was in a college classroom. Instructor came in and said "we're under attack" and dismissed the class. Went home and noticed a few hours later that there weren't any commercial jets in the sky after they said the planes were all grounded.
 
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