September 11th in These Foolish Things
- Sept. 11, 2020, 4:52 p.m.
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I wrote a sad and selfish entry a while ago. I was whining about all kinds of things that I actually have control over. Just the general feeling sorry for myself stuff. I thought about it after posting and decided to make the entry private rather than delete it. I mean, I don’t know if I’ll go back and read it, but it is where I am right now and I need to snap out of it.
Bottom line is, today is September 11th and I won’t ever forget where I was and what I was doing when the planes hit the towers of the World Trade Center in New York and then we discovered there were planes bound for other locations as well.
I was at work, prepping for my business trip to New York the next day. My phone kept ringing and it was a man I’d scheduled a meeting with on either the 12th or the 13th of September. His wife was in one of the towers and he kept trying to call her on his cell phone but he couldn’t get through to her.
He called me several times that day as he walked the blocks to go home from his office, each call getting more frantic and finally - the last phone call was to tell me that his wife had made it - she was okay!! I cant even imagine how he was feeling at that very moment, but I could hear and feel the relief in his voice.
What a day that was - and the days that followed were something like PTSD, even though I didn’t live in New York and I didn’t personally know anyone who died that day (though I knew a couple of other survivors!). The world has never been the same.
It’s funny how I feel similar feelings these days. For some reason, if I hear a certain song or smell a certain scent, my mind is stuck somehow on when we first went into lockdown. I remember how that feeling was strangely the same feelings I had during the days following 9/11. Like, are we still under attack? Is something else about to happen? Are we all going to die? IS THIS HOW IT ENDS?!
Am I weird?
GS
bobbi01 ⋅ September 11, 2020
Even 16,000 miles away I remember the horrific day clearly. It has defined world history
Wranglingal ⋅ September 11, 2020
That day was the worse day ever with my whole family was in fear as I had a sister who was a flight attendant and she was suppose to had been on that flight that crashed into the Field of S, Penn at 9:28 am on Flight 93. We didn't hear from her for over 24 hours after that fatal flight crash. She had left on on earlier flight to San Francisco, that plane was diverted as it was going to crash at Nation's Capital cuz the pilots heard about the crashes and fought with the hijackers then she had to stay in San Francisco for 5 days due to all fights down.
She is still flying and she will always not fly on September 11th to honor the friend she lost on that flight and her name was Lorraine Bay. She was a good friend to many people working for United Airlines.
I will never forget that day as I was living in San Antonio that time and I lost my post that I had before OD went down! I wish I kept it and had it for my family to read my post of my fear and strength for my family.
NO you are not weird you are HUMAN!!
HUGS
Mr. Mofo ⋅ September 11, 2020
I was pooping when the second plane hit.
Deleted user ⋅ September 11, 2020
I was a college student at that time, but I remember that feeling of uncertainty in the days after, like - is there more coming? It was strange to see everyone scared for a while, something I had never seen in my life before. Even in the little midwestern college town where I was when it all happened, where there wasn't any serious threat to us, the feeling of general uncertainty about the future was completely new to me.
Marg ⋅ September 12, 2020
Not weird at all.
Even though I was in the UK I remember that day so well. I was just going home from work when our receptionist told me what happened. She was a complete drama queen and always exaggerated everything so I just thought it’s another of Frankie‘s stories - wasn’t until I got home that I realised the extent of it. My nephew who lives in New York and had been near the Towers that morning just before it happened finally got through to my brother at midnight and talked for a solid three hours!
Jinn ⋅ September 15, 2020
You have ( as do many of us ) Pandemic PTSD .
Jinn ⋅ September 15, 2020
That day I was home sick . I was watching; “ Today “ and they were panning the NYC skyline. There was a puff of smoke and they came on and said, “ It appears a plane has flown into the Twin Towers” . I called my husband in and I remember saying ; “ How could that happen?”. He said it had happened once before and while listening to and watching the coverage we saw a second plane hit . My husband then got very upset as his cousin, Denny , had a business office in one of the towers . He called his Aunt, Denny’s Mom , who was waiting to hear from Denny . In the meantime we heard about the plane that hit the Pentagon and the one that was in the air , whose passengers were calling their families to say good- bye. I sent my oldest son to get my youngest son out of school , because I felt we should all be home together. In the meantime Denny called his Mom. Contrary to what they were instructed Denny evacuated his entire office as soon as he knew the first plane hit . His office was on a lower floor so everyone got out safe . We were very relieved but still stayed glued to the TV coverage . When I saw the firemen and police rushing into the towers I suspected they would not come out :-( . It was a day of unending sadness . We will never forget . ❤️
Ginger Snap Jinn ⋅ September 15, 2020
Oh my gosh, that is an amazing account. Thank you for sharing! So glad Denny got his team and himself out!!
plushcreep ⋅ September 17, 2020
Wow. Would your trip have taken you to the Twin Towers by chance?