Not sure if this is the right place to start this, or if it makes sense to start it at all....Please shut this thread down if I am the least bit out of line.
But, I think it's important and revealing to put down our personal memories of that day - they are still 'physically vivid' for me. If others would like to share their memories of that day, I think it would be a 'record' that will live on for a long time - as this forum will live on in the digital record 'forever'. Anyway, I'll start....
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We were having an 'all hands' company meeting that began at 8:30am on Sept. 11. We have 'all hands' meetings every month - to cover the health of the company, new events, etc. This morning, we were being told that we were going to a 4 day work week - with a 20% reduction in pay (the economy was struggling at the time). This was to be a short term solution to reduce the immediate overhead and allow our company to survive a short term downturn - without laying people off. We all agreed that it made sense.
Then....someone poked their head into the meeting saying a 'plane had hit the World Trade Center'. Perhaps by that time it had already been two planes, but information was fuzzy at the time. We finished the meeting and went back to our desks, and some people set up a TV to try to get a signal and some information.
I remember hitting the internet and seeing some early reports, but they were lagging. Once the guys got our little VHS Combo TV working, we saw exactly what was going on. At this point, both towers were on fire. I watched the towers burning for a little bit - and went back to my desk.
I actually called a contact at one of my clients to request some files that I needed for a project - thinking back, I don't know why I did this. Maybe I was just trying to maintain some normalcy in light of the horrific events. I still question why I made that call, in light of what was unfolding on the East Coast.
My wife called me. She was in law school at the time at UW Madison. They were watching the TV in the classroom. She asked me 'Should I go home?' and I said I wasn't sure, but that she'd probably be safe staying at the campus.
I didn't see either of the towers fall on live TV. But after it happened, I did see the TV coverage of the collapses - no words can describe that sight. I immediately left work, got in my vehicle, drove 3 miles down the road, stopped at a gas station, bought a pack of cigarettes, and smoked 3 cigarettes in the rear parking lot while listening to the coverage on AM radio. I couldn't feel my feet on the ground (not from the cigarettes) - it was like I was floating. The situation was too much to comprehend.
My wife and I met at home earlier than usual. The TV is on in the background while we hug and kiss. We decide to head out to the local bar. It's busy there, and there are lots of American Flags being flown from passing vehicles, and lots of red, white, and blue outfits in the bar. We watched Bush's speech regarding the events. There was a lot of discussion. But I think, regardless of any political leanings, everybody in that bar was UNITED for a moment during those events. Which was beautiful.
I think we fell asleep with the TV tuned to MSNBC that night.
I honestly don't know how the next day went. Not because we were hungover (maybe we were) but we were like shocked zombies, the world had CHANGED, and it would never be the same again.
That's my story from that day, and I'll admit that I'm a little teary from writing about it.
But, I think it's important and revealing to put down our personal memories of that day - they are still 'physically vivid' for me. If others would like to share their memories of that day, I think it would be a 'record' that will live on for a long time - as this forum will live on in the digital record 'forever'. Anyway, I'll start....
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We were having an 'all hands' company meeting that began at 8:30am on Sept. 11. We have 'all hands' meetings every month - to cover the health of the company, new events, etc. This morning, we were being told that we were going to a 4 day work week - with a 20% reduction in pay (the economy was struggling at the time). This was to be a short term solution to reduce the immediate overhead and allow our company to survive a short term downturn - without laying people off. We all agreed that it made sense.
Then....someone poked their head into the meeting saying a 'plane had hit the World Trade Center'. Perhaps by that time it had already been two planes, but information was fuzzy at the time. We finished the meeting and went back to our desks, and some people set up a TV to try to get a signal and some information.
I remember hitting the internet and seeing some early reports, but they were lagging. Once the guys got our little VHS Combo TV working, we saw exactly what was going on. At this point, both towers were on fire. I watched the towers burning for a little bit - and went back to my desk.
I actually called a contact at one of my clients to request some files that I needed for a project - thinking back, I don't know why I did this. Maybe I was just trying to maintain some normalcy in light of the horrific events. I still question why I made that call, in light of what was unfolding on the East Coast.
My wife called me. She was in law school at the time at UW Madison. They were watching the TV in the classroom. She asked me 'Should I go home?' and I said I wasn't sure, but that she'd probably be safe staying at the campus.
I didn't see either of the towers fall on live TV. But after it happened, I did see the TV coverage of the collapses - no words can describe that sight. I immediately left work, got in my vehicle, drove 3 miles down the road, stopped at a gas station, bought a pack of cigarettes, and smoked 3 cigarettes in the rear parking lot while listening to the coverage on AM radio. I couldn't feel my feet on the ground (not from the cigarettes) - it was like I was floating. The situation was too much to comprehend.
My wife and I met at home earlier than usual. The TV is on in the background while we hug and kiss. We decide to head out to the local bar. It's busy there, and there are lots of American Flags being flown from passing vehicles, and lots of red, white, and blue outfits in the bar. We watched Bush's speech regarding the events. There was a lot of discussion. But I think, regardless of any political leanings, everybody in that bar was UNITED for a moment during those events. Which was beautiful.
I think we fell asleep with the TV tuned to MSNBC that night.
I honestly don't know how the next day went. Not because we were hungover (maybe we were) but we were like shocked zombies, the world had CHANGED, and it would never be the same again.
That's my story from that day, and I'll admit that I'm a little teary from writing about it.
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