butthead aka 216

duga yea i actally never really thought it would fall, i dunno i thought the planes hit too high on the tower and that maybe large chunks would fall but not the entire thing. i was tryin to figure out how the ppl above the impact could possibly get out and couldnt think of a way. then when the first one came down i was watchin just like comletely jaw on the floor. like no way that just happened. still dont understand how it came down like a demolition tho. i agree a lot of weird stuff happened with 9/11




-10 days after 9/11
-mets stadium served as makeshift home/camp post 9/11
-mets facin biggest rivals
-losin in 8th inning
-my fave player ever wins the game with a bomb

Dayvan Cowboy

I was going to my daycare and was waiting at my grandmother's house and i heard her holler. I went into the other room and saw her going "this isn't happening!" and i remember being really confused because i was 5.

Cuthbert

I was 12 and in school, just started year 8, in my English lesson that day me and a mate (who is in the British army now) were talking about war and he goes 'It'd be cool if a war kicked off today' . Didn't hear anything about it in school, most of us had phones but they cost a bomb to run and you got them confiscated for using them so no way of knowing until we got home. Remember my dad saying some planes had flown into some skyscrapers but I didn't really care, I knew it was bad but didn't understand what it meant. Then by evening I sort of got the scale of it.

Absolutely mental though, remember being a bit scared WW3 was going to kick off. Anyone enjoy watching documentaries on it?

Janszoon

I was 24, unemployed, and living in Chicago. Since Chicago is an hour behind New York, it was still kind of early in the morning and I was asleep. I woke up to the phone ringing, answered it, and it turned out to be my mother sounding extremely freaked out, in a way I've never heard her sound before or since. At this point both planes had already crashed into the WTC and the plane had also already crashed into the Pentagon. Flight 93 was still MIA.

When I got off the phone I immediately turned on the TV. Not too much later my roommate returned from work because they had sent everyone home. Her and I sat there watching the news unfold all day and into the night. I remember hearing fighter planes roaring overhead all day long, patrolling the skies over the city.

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Engine

I was 26. Living in Colorado (and finishing my Bachelor's degree) and I saw the first tower get hit on TV before I left for class that morning. I assumed that it was some kind of air traffic control error and, internally, I laughed because I was a cynical bastard and assumed that everybody in the world was a total idiot.

On my 20 minute drive to class, I listened to news radio as the second plane hit. It was, as we all know now, horrific. I was frightened. On top of that, my drive was delayed - I was stuck in stopped traffic. A part of me assumed that the US was fully under attack and there I was stuck in traffic like a goddamn movie character. It turned out that some driver's car had stalled about a half-mile ahead of me, causing the delay.

I made it to school and classes were not cancelled. One of my professors drew a bunch of religious symbols on the chalkboard (yes, still chalk) and told us all that he was convinced that it was a foreign terrorist attack, based on religion (a lot smarter than I had given him credit for). I did not believe him. At the time, it was easier to believe that a domestic terrorist did it McVeigh style.

This particular professor talked about the incident for about 20 minutes and then got back to work. We proceeded to discuss some completely unrelated 20th century American History lesson. Other students in my class asked if we could spend the entire class-time talking about the attack but he refused. (Later this old ass professor joined the Army reserves and left his family to go fight in Iraq).

My next class was an upper-level history course taught by someone I consider a mentor. He refused to talk about the attack and made us focus on his planned lesson. This man is a noted scholar, a definite liberal, and is of Scots-Irish decent. He refused to let his class be dominated by the news.

After those 2 classes I went home where everybody was watching TV and I joined. My girlfriend told me later that if I had come home still cynical, still making fun, that she would have told me to leave immediately and probably never have spoken to me again. But by then, I was terribly distraught so we just watched the footage like everyone else.

My father was working in DC and had been stuck in traffic all day. He was only a few miles from the Pentagon when it got hit, and acquaintances of his died there.

Like many people, it was a life-changing day for me.

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I was watching some late show in bed when a news flash came on that a plane had hit. Then when news came that a second plane had crashed it became obvious that it was no accident. Then a third plane crashed and it was oh **** how big is this going to get? I was subscribed to Time magazine at the time and had read heaps about Al Qaeda's ambitions so it didn't take a genius to know who was behind it. I just remember those images of the planes smashing into the building and the buildings collapsing being played over and over. Looking up at a jet flying by after that took on a whole new significance. They were like an icon of terror.

butthead aka 216

i've watched every video i could find about it. the whole event has really interested me since it happened. maybe it was the first time where somethin happened away from me but it impacted me. like ya know ya hear about some guy gettin shot 1,000 miles away or some horrific crimes on the other side of the state and it kinda rolls of your shoulders, it seems so distant. when the first tower collapsed it just hit me so hard

so ive watched almost any video or documentary i could find. and sometimes i wonder, what if the white house had been hit?? i mean it very well coulda been.

i remember flyin to california from the east coast for a baseball tournament slightly after it happened and it just felt weird. not weird like i was scared, but weird thinkin that there were hundred of ppl travelling across country for various reasons and they just so happened to be on those planes by luck. and the people above the impact in the buildings i dont know what they coulda thought. to know your death is certain like that


plus its honestly hard to remember the big picture of things before 9/11. like its hard for me to remember not bein in afghanistan or iraq like we have been. part of that is me bein young but its weird to think how 9/11 probably effected so many different parts of our culture

very interesting to see what everyone was doin when they learned, ive always wondered about 9/11 and really just american events and culture in general and their perception from ppl outside the country

misspoptart

I was 12 and living in Maine, so we were in the same time zone. We were in social studies class and suddenly our teacher Mr. Leighton, was dragging a TV on wheels into the room and we were all like "what?" And he said, "students, you are watching social studies in action." and we were all like "what?" again. and then when the second plane hit he was like "OH MY GOD" and we then realized that it was live TV and this was really happening, but not one of us in the room knew 1) what the WTC was 2) where it was or 3) why it was important. I remembered thinking "well there probably weren't that many people there anyway." Then tons and tons of people started coming in our room because it was apparently the only TV with cable in the school or whatever. We went for snack and told everyone in the cafeteria, but most of my friends didn't understand what I was telling them or believe me. I remember dragging my friend Grace back to Mr. Leighton's room to make her watch the footage. Then we all went to our next class and the day progressed as normal, but we weren't allowed to leave any rooms without teachers and every teacher just turned the radio on and we all sat and listened.

When I got home my mom was still in bed (she worked nights) and glued to the TV. It seemed like all the adults in my world had no interest in doing any other thing, and that puzzled me. Especially because no one really explained it to me and I was just learning about the event using social cues and the news.

Thom Yorke

I was in the first period of my grade 5 class when my teacher came in and told us that the World Trade Center had been attacked by terrorists. My friend sitting next to me turned to me and said, "Cool!" Being young and naive (and apparently not having a good grasp on reality), I'm guessing he pictured a Die Hard situation or something. He immediately got scolded by my teacher. I went home at lunch and watched all the aftermath.

Xaidoz

12 years since then and I was about 6 or 7 years old so it is difficult for me to remember where was I at that day or what I was doing. I can recall watching the news with my parents and being somewhat shocked but thats it.