September 11, 2001. It’s a day that not many of us will forget. We won’t forget where we were when we learned the terrible news about the planes that hit the World Trade Center, The Pentagon, and the lone field in Pennsylvania.
I was starting a new job in the medical field and was in orientation when they came in and told us that planes had hit the towers and the Pentagon. I was young, 19 years old and didn’t know what the World Trade Center was. I remember calling my mom to see if she had heard from my sister, whose husband worked at the Pentagon in construction. They had just finished a remodel there and thankfully had finished the job a couple of weeks before the attack.
I remember getting in the car to go home and tuning on the radio to hear the updates and finally getting home and turning on my TV and seeing for the first time the first plane hitting the first tower. I knew then why my mom was crying when I had spoken to her earlier. The immediate devastation and lives lost was finally realized on me. I couldn’t take my eyes off the TV as they showed the second tower getting hit and eventually the collapse of both towers.
The next few days, everyone was glued to their TVs for news of survivors and eventually for victims. Everyone was trying to learn the details of why something like this could happen, and how. I became (and still am) obsessed with 9/11. Every year I watch whatever documentary I can find. Right now, my DVR is 60% full of programs that I have recorded off TV, not to mention the items that are in my Netflix que and the DVDs that I have.
I even made a video montage and reedited it at the 10th year anniversary, which is included in this blog. Next year is the opening of the 9/11 Memorial in New York and I am going to plan to be there and I will remake the video to include pictures of the Freedom Towers that have been built in honor of the thousands of people who died.
Now, 12 years later, we are teaching our kids in school about this day. It is no longer an experience that everyone saw on TV, it is something that is being learned from text books, family members, pictures and documentaries. It’s hard to believe that it has been that long ago.
So, where were you on 9/11 and what are your memories and thoughts?