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On 9/11 I was in bed, sleeping until my alarm went off for my 9:30 am Spanish class. My college roommate (and best friend today) barged in and woke me up and said "get up now! The World TC has been hit by an airplane". I thought she was lying, but got up and went to the living room to see the tv. We all know how it unfolded. I saw the 2nd plane hit and watched the entire day and following weeks of coverage. I remember picking up the kids I babysat for, bringing them home in the weeks that followed, sitting on the couch and just crying.
I went to school with kids from all over the US. My best guy friend was from NJ. His dad was on the FERRY going to the city and watched the planes go into the towers from the water in horror. He worked in one of the towers. He went in late that day. My brother-in-law (not at the time) was working 2 blocks away. No one heard from him for hours; he was okay. My sorority sister lost her best family friends on one of the flights that flew into the tower. My other roommate's boyfriend (now husband) was from NYC and lost a handful of people he knew.
I will never ever forget that day. It's like it was yesterday.
I am sure many people ha the same reactions as you did--the size of the tragedy was so overwhelming. We love just two hours north of NYC so many of our friends work there and weekend here--the first thoughts I had were of them and their families. Thankfully, all were OK. I was teaching Biology at the time to high school students. Another teacher stuck her head in the room and told me a plane hit the towers. I just assumed it was a little plane and was wondering why she looked so distressed. But she then left and there were no announcements or anything, so I just kept teaching. We had a class and a lab, so almost an hour went by before any of us stopped working and left the room. By then, it was after 9 am and the entire rest of the school was glued to TVs in their classrooms--I was the only one who had kept teaching--perhaps in the entire state! It was so shocking to see what had already happened--we got it all in one quick dose as my students and I walked into the neighboring classroom and watched the replays.
Needless to say, the rest of the day was filled with children crying, sharing and worrying--but you have to be very strong when with the kids, so we adults kept it together until we got home.
I agree that the world was changed for everyone that day--many feel that the wars we are fighting can be won, but there is no war that can give us true victory--a reestablishment of our feeling of safety in our country.
Oh my Allyson. How traumatic. I CANNOT even think of your friend's dad on the ferry!!!!! It must have seemed so much closer to you East Coasters than it did to me in IL. I'm surprised some people didn't jump off the ferry in panic. I hope they were all hugging each other as support.
I am almost embarrassed to say I was getting my coffee drink, ran home to watch from my safe family room. Called DH. Called kids. We were HORRIFIED, yet safe.
No, I didn't feel safe. I didn't know if I should go pick up the kids at school. I was sort of scared bacause I wasn't working and didn't have a group of people around me. That is why I called DH and said, what should I do? What are people there doing?
But I don't have the raw trauma of sooooo many Americans who SAW with their own eyes, or fled or bled. I pray for them all. Did you see Diane Sawyer's 10 yr later pictures of the babies they took the pictures of ten yrs ago that lost their dads? Unbelievable. Those kids are now 10.
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