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A day I shall never forget!!!

If I remember correctly, I was playing by the lake with my friends, I got tired and went home and saw it on the news. Probably 5 or 6 pm by our time. Actually it was the first thing that made me interested about world politics and all.

I wish it was never happened and I am sincerely sorry for all American people who got killed or injured in this attacks. Of course I'm sad for their families and friends too.

And without an ill-intent and any political rant, let me voice my sympathies for the hundreds of thousands other innocent civilian people too, who got killed in stupid wars afterwards 9/11.
 
I was working for an insurance company. I was more surprised by the towers collapsing than by the planes hitting them. We already had an employee carnival scheduled for that day, so no one was planning on getting work done. Needless to say, the carnival was not festive.
 
I was actually in Manhattan and was on my way to the World Trade Center when the the 1st plane hit. Thank goodness for sleeping in a little on vacation. True story.
 
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Thermite. 9-11 was just beginning test grounds. NWO has required new building code for house structure to contain similar nano particles hiding within insulation as fire retarder. Soon enough they will huff and puff and blow you house down if you speak out like bad little piggy. There will be hundreds 9-11 in year to come.
 
I had recently come home from my mission and was saving money to go out on my own. So I was living with my parents. I was asleep when the first plane hit. My mom burst into my room and yelled "we're under attack!" then she was gone. So I jumped up and grabbed my machete and flew down stairs ready to fight for my family. Then I saw the news all over the TV.
 
New Yorkers are proud and resilient (some people say they/we are assholes for it). But I have the privilege of running support groups at a mental health clinic in Brooklyn; today I got to hear native NYers talk about their memories on that infamous day. Lifeless bodies littering Cortlandt Street and Trinity Place. Everyone covered in sooty dust. Sirens. Wailing. Bravery and terror. Everyone has their story here about that day, and it is my honor to hear people recount their experience of September 11th. Thank you all, JFers, for sharing yours.

For me, I was 18 and in my first month of college at the U. I had geography class at like 12:00pm or something, and as I was leaving the house to go to school, I came downstairs and saw my mom crying and confused watching the TV. The first tower had been hit, smoldering and terrifying. Then we watched as the second plane smashed into the other tower. Total confusion. We didn't know what the hell was going on. I ended up going to school that day, and perhaps my most emotional memory was absolutely hating my teacher's guts for playing down the significance of the day. He wanted us to act like it wasn't a big deal. I ****ing hated the guy for it. But now, I think he was in shock, too, and one of the ways people deal with shock is to act "as if": keep on with your routine and convince yourself it's not that scary.

We can't forget this day because it forever shaped the American identity. I stand beside my fellow patriots today, regardless your background, religion, race, color, or creed. Today is not about blame. Nor is it about terror. Today is about resilience, struggle, and bravery. Remember the lives lost by visiting the 9/11 memorial in lower Manhattan, but I urge you, please, don't take a damn selfie with a huge grin when you do it. The memorial is a place of reverence. It's not a tourist attraction. It's a place of healing, and when you smile in the place where 3000+ people were killed, you deny that your own life can be snatched right the **** out from under you. Much love peeps.

-Serious Jose

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Had an 8:30 class. My dad called around 7:30, right about as I'm about to leave. Turned on the TV for a couple of moments and I recall then that accident and not attacks was the terminology. Went to my class. Had a normal class. Went to 10:00 class and professor canceled it given the events. I then went to the small theater in the Union Building where they had set up NBC news on a projector and I watched for 3+ hours. A very quiet drive home.
 
Zulu said:
Always a day of crazy memories....
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I knew I wouldn't forget this day.
Sorry brother...

I'm not sure if I skipped school or if it was a Saturday, but I was hanging out with a skater friend of mine at Zumiez in our shoe-box of a mall. I grabbed his skateboard from him, dropped it right outside the shop and rode it for about 10 feet before a secuirty guard kicked us out.

We then walked accross the street to a Restaurant that since has closed down, but it was called Ruby Tuesdays. They had a crane machine (for candy, not stuffed animals) between their entrance doors.
We found out if you lifted/tilted the machine back off it's front feet about 2 inches and let it drop, it would give you a free game play. So we did that, many times.. untill they caught on and kicked us out there too. I didn't realize at the time what a catastrophic event took place, but I do remember that I wouldn't ever forget the events that took place that day.
I didn't cry, I would now.
 
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