I was out in the front yard and remember thinking how odd it was to hear a sonic boom - let alone 2. Went back inside and heard the news.
My brother and I were driving to school and heard it on a radio show. The show was normally kind of funny or edgy and we thought it might have been a bit with very poor taste. When we got to school we realized it wasnât a bit. The whole day was weird, there werenât really any classes, and people were just wandering around.
Thatâs interesting. We were stuck in our first period classroom all day, escorts to bathrooms, escort entire classes to lunch one by one⌠Kind of felt like prison. News was on all day. Next day was a bit more normal, except that the only topic of discussion was 9/11.
I had worked until 3 am the previous night so was just waking up around 10 am and turned on the morning news to see one of the many replays of the planes hitting the WTC.
Went to the mall for lunch only to find it was closed. I asked the security guard what was going on to find out all public places were in a panic over what could be more terrorist attacks. hard to forget those first few days. I was proud to hear about all the volunteer first responders who were headed up north to help. Like everyone else, I was gripped to a TV trying to find out more.
My father had just died two weeks before - unexpected and instantly so I was still in shock and everything didnât effect me as much because I was in a bubble of sorts. I know thatâs a bit raw to say but itâs the truth of the time.
I was in an early college class and the dean came to the door and said buildings had exploded in NY and the university was closed and we were all to go home.
No airplanes - that was the crazy part.
I walked to my apartment - I had no TV.
My neighbor who was getting his PHD in water came over and said âWatch the water supply. Get some bottled water. I could kill this whole town in an hour so that means someone else could do it in a week.â freaky f-ing neighbor right? He had great hair.
Went over to my friends house and watched the TV for hours with everyone. It wasnât until months later when I was reading about the evacuation that I read something about finding a tube of lipstick that the humanness of it actually hit. I went to NYC not to long after and paper âmissingâ posters were still out.
I had just finish water polo practice and I was waiting on the bus to school. One of my teammates received a call from their mother. For some reason I donât recall, I ended up going home without attending any classes. We spent most of the day at home watching coverage.
In a break room in Sun Prairie, WI on a call center installation job. Watched the second plane fly into the towers on TV. 3 days later drove a rented buick for 20 hours back to Texas to get home.