RedFurredCadet
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A merciless attack that shocked not just the US, but also the world. Our thoughts be with the families. :'(
I was only six during the attacks, so I don't remember much about them. Only that my brother had been born the week before and I was excited to get off of school early to go see him. My parents didn't really tell me anything. Most of what I heard I heard in school and didn't realize how serious it was until years later. My mom says she really couldn't even process what had happened, only remembered watching it on TV like it was a movie. A few weeks later it hit her.
Taking a moment of reflection...
Yes, this is my one and only daughter with three boys and she is all my heart. She is 12 now and still remembers me holding her on the day of our ceremony.This is your daughter?
Beautiful picture <3
OMG I got chills Im so sorry for her. How horribly sad!9/11 is our generation's 'moment' that we will always remember where we were when we heard. I was actually in NYC, working in Times Square. As was my custom, I was in my office almost an hour before everyone else arrived. I had a tv in my office, and remember WABC-7 cutting into Good Morning America to say there were reports of a plane hitting the World Trade Center. The rest of the morning was panicked - as people came into work we huddled around the tvs in the offices (we were a broadcaster, so every office had a set) and we tried to reach loved ones. My boss at the time was on a plane and we were scared since no one knew what was going on with the planes. I actually called her family in Hungary to see if they had information.
Around 1, we were told we had to leave the building. As we left, there were some police cars in Times Square and one of them had its hood up and was covered in soot and dust. My coworkers and I went to the apartments of people who lived in the city and we kept checking with each other. I remember hearing that one coworker was stricken with fear because she could not reach her husband, who was an on duty fireman.....her fears intensified with every minute, every hour, finally every day.... The last image she ever saw of her husband was of him in full pack heading into the towers to try to rescue people.
True heroics in every sense of the word. These men and women did not hesitate to go into danger, and they paid the ultimate price for their dedication.
Mary Chapin Carpenter has a great song, "Grand Central Station" about the rescue workers at Ground Zero....if you get a chance, listen to it today and remember those that never returned to their families and friends.
Here's the original thread from the day it happened.
http://forums.wdwmagic.com/threads/this-is-terrible-thread-orginally-posted-9-11-2001.1994/
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