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A day I shall never forget!!!

dalamon said:
I was 10 days away from my 8th birthday, Zulu.


Sadly, I don't remember much about the significance of the attack-- all I remember is my classmates telling everyone that my uncle was one of the plane hi-jackers.

I went to a German Bilingual school, and I was the only Muslim in my class (probably one of the only ones in the entire school). I just remember being really angry about that-- but I never told my parents.

Growing up in that school after 9/11 was tough, sometimes. But I think that growing up in that environment has contributed so many positive things that are staples of my personality to this day-- that I wouldn't have traded it for any other upbringing.




/tl;dr, I don't really remember too much. I think I was pretty desensitized to war, or attacks, because CNN had been playing on our family TV ever since I can possibly remember-- this was because my parents were from Kosovo, and the Kosovo war was going on during the late 90s.
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I found this story to be both disturbing and inspiring.
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I walked into my business 101 class and there was a buzz including the teacher (4'8", well into her 60's concealed carry teacher on the side :) ). I asked what was going on and it seemed like the class in unison said "you haven't heard?". LOL there are televisions all over the school. Later that day I had Psych 1010 and forgot to turn in a paper that was due. The entire class was focused on the events of the day. The next class I explained to this teacher, a hardass if there ever was one, that I forgot to hand it in b/c of the event. She gave me one question and accepted my late paper as on time. Only time I ever tried that and was glad it worked.

I also remember my elementary day following the first Iraq war. We spent a couple hours discussing things. I'll never forget nightly television footage of those scud missiles being shot into Israel and the Patriots taking them down. I wish the media could play this kind of footage today. It makes war much more personal for a nation sitting in an ivory tower judging those who make the crucial decision to send us overseas. I might disagree with stuff but as an adult there's no way I couldn't turn down action after seeing those missiles flying into civilized society.
 
heyhey said:
I found this story to be both disturbing and inspiring.
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I intend to read this book sometime in the future. Thanks for the comments regarding it-- motivates me to find some time to finally dive in.
 
I still vividly recall the house I was wiring. I was there with another employee, the HVAC guys, and the plumbers. We had a radio on they broke in with the news of a plane hitting a building in NYC. Almost immediately they said a second plane had hit another building. I looked over at our other employee and said something to the effect of "holy ****, somebody just declared war on us".
My wife and I had tickets to a Lonestar concert that night. They came out on stage playing The Star Spangled Banner. The feeling I got right then was amazing.
 
I was on vacation in Northern Ireland - actually on a tour bus. The guide heard the news of the first plane hitting and announced it to us. We all ran into a pub when the bus got to the next city to watch the news. I remember thinking to myself how ironic it was that I felt safer that day in Northern Ireland - a country with a history of terrorism and bombings - than I would have had I been in the U.S. The people were so gracious. I had to fly from Dublin to Galway a few days later. While I was in the airport, they had a moment of silence and then played "Amazing Grace" on the bagpipes. Yes, I was wiping away the tears. A few people came over to me, sensing that I was American, and told me they were sorry for what had happened in NY. That was a tough plane to board after all of that.
 
I was in my Aunt's house with my family. Was 18. Then I got out of the pool to see the sight on the TV. It was a unique feeling to see something like that can even be real.
 
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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