The official 2014 9/11 remembrance thread

NEVER FORGET that day as long as I live man I was in the 10th grade...It was surreal I'm from New Orleans NYC is a hour ahead so as my ENGLISH teacher turned on the TV we seen the people jumping from the towers then about 5 mins later the 1st one dropped my teacher was crying & a couple of chicks started crazy too crazy day man...
 
I was in high school as well, I just remember going through the day like any other, get home and turn on the tv and it was plastered everywhere. Such a surreal moment.
 
All the New Yorkers...where ya'll at


Saw the gigantic plumes of smoke from my dad's roof in Brooklyn. ***** were huge. A really surreal day. My mom worked right down the street. A part of a plane hit the roof of her office building.


But, as Patrice O'neal said, just a few more years before 9/11 becomes a hot dog hamburger holiday.
 
I was in middle school and the teacher had the TV and was like someone accidentally hit the WTC I was like "whoa I was just in NYC and at the WTC" as news broadcast went on everybody thought it was just an accident to we all was watching live and the second plane hit :wow:

the whole school was glued to the TVs for the whole day
 
RIP to those who lost their lives.

I dont think I'll forget that day, I had other things on my mind at the time, but my mom saw the towers fall from her job and she pulled my brother and I out of school and you just see the look on her face that stuff wasnt ok.
 
9th grade....it was class change and I heard someone mention it but I thought they were bs'in...got to history class and the teacher had the tv hooked up and I was shocked.

The only time in my life I wanted to sign up for the military. If I was 18 I would've at that time but I was 14
 
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2nd year working in NYC. My boy who used to work at the World Trade got their offices moved to Jersey City, called me and said he saw smoke coming out of the Towers, then later on IM, said he saw the other plane fly into the building. Longest day of my life besides the 2003 Blackout. Had to call my aunt to see if she left for work since she worked at WTC. Alot of her friends were lost, and her boss was killed. Only found his hand, but what's messed up is that they identfied his hand thru prints, but his wedding ring was stolen.

So many stories I have been told to about it, but I'll never forget the visuals of Union Sq and the vigils for x amount of months.

RIP!
 
Was in manhattan that day, went to school in the LES, seen the 2nd tower fall with my own eyes, thank god i got out, that whole week was CRAZY
 
I was still in elementary school and when I heard the news over the loud speaker I didn't even believe it was real. Then I saw kids getting picked up by parents and it started to set in.


Part of the reason I didn't want to believe was that my mother worked at the WTC and was on her way there after she had dropped me off at my bus stop that morning. :smh:

Now 4th grade me is doing my best to think positive and hold it together, meanwhile some older kids who knew my moms place of employment start telling me she's dead.

The whole day went by so slowly until it was time to go on the bus home. The whole time I'm just praying with all my strength that my mother is ok. I get to my stop and I'm almost scared to look out the window thinking I'm going to see my father broken down or neighbors there instead.


Unbelievably there's my mother waiting for me as soon as I got off the bus. While she was in Manhattan she realized that she had an appointment in Westchester, drove right passed the WTC and planned to come back to her office later. She was calling my school frantically to tell them to let me know she was ok but they dropped the ball. :smh:



Never felt so realized in my life before or since and don't think I ever will. Unfortunately one of my closest friends who's house I was just at for his birthday had a father who was FDNY and died after saving 10 people. :smh:



Just an incredibly eerie and horrifying day. Never did I imagine something like that happening in NYC.


My heart still goes out to all those affected weather lost or those who lost loved ones.


I feel like everybody lost something that day, the sense of community between strangers in the coming months was a beautiful thing to see however.
 
Still can't believe it actually happened. Sometimes it hurts to look at the NYC skyline and not see the towers. RIP to those who lost their lives and prayers for all those affected.
 
Happened my senior year of high school.  I still remember that day vividly.  I, like a poster above mentioned, heard rumblings of it in the hallway and got to my next class where the teacher had the TV on and we watched the second plane hit live.  At the time i knew it was a major event, but didnt realize the implications it would have on the rest of my life.  Before 9/11 was a different time, i always wonder what the world would be like now if that day never happened.  It makes me sad that my children wont grow up in the same world that i grew up in.

RIP to all that lost their lives directly or indirectly from 9/11.
 
this is my 4th year working in 7World trade, and I get nervous on this day, every year.
 
I was in religion class, in high school. It was around 9:10 am. The teacher broke the news to us.

I only remember bits and pieces of that day now but I will never forget where I was when I learned it.
 
I always felt they shoud have rebuilt the towers instead of freedom tower
 
I was still in elementary school and when I heard the news over the loud speaker I didn't even believe it was real. Then I saw kids getting picked up by parents and it started to set in.


Part of the reason I didn't want to believe was that my mother worked at the WTC and was on her way there after she had dropped me off at my bus stop that morning. :smh:

Now 4th grade me is doing my best to think positive and hold it together, meanwhile some older kids who knew my moms place of employment start telling me she's dead.

The whole day went by so slowly until it was time to go on the bus home. The whole time I'm just praying with all my strength that my mother is ok. I get to my stop and I'm almost scared to look out the window thinking I'm going to see my father broken down or neighbors there instead.


Unbelievably there's my mother waiting for me as soon as I got off the bus. While she was in Manhattan she realized that she had an appointment in Westchester, drove right passed the WTC and planned to come back to her office later. She was calling my school frantically to tell them to let me know she was ok but they dropped the ball. :smh:



Never felt so realized in my life before or since and don't think I ever will. Unfortunately one of my closest friends who's house I was just at for his birthday had a father who was FDNY and died after saving 10 people. :smh:



Just an incredibly eerie and horrifying day. Never did I imagine something like that happening in NYC.


My heart still goes out to all those affected weather lost or those who lost loved ones.


I feel like everybody lost something that day, the sense of community between strangers in the coming months was a beautiful thing to see however.

GREAT STORY TO SHARE MY MAN THANK GOD YOUR MOMS WAS FORTUNATE NOT TO GO IN THE TOWERS THAT MORNING....RESPECT
 
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Cant believe its been 13 years since this tragedy happened in this great country of ours. I will never ever forget that day. I was in 7th grade at the time and I went to grade school at Our Lady Of Pompeii on Bleecker St. We were having social studies at the time. And all of a sudden I hear a sound of a plane which I swear to you guys, it was so loud that it sounded like it was right over. Was it? Dont think so but you never know. Then I heard BOOM and first words out of my mouth were that sounded like a bomb. The teacher looked at me with the cmon son look and we went about our business in the class. About 20 mins later announcement came over the PA and we were directed to go to the cafeteria. And before that a Sr. came in holding a cross in her hand as she walked in and whispered to my teacher. Of course, she told her what happened. And we proceeded to make our way down to the cafeteria.

We get down to the cafeteria and I see my bro with a look on his face like he was shocked. I said Sean whats wrong? His class was in the library and from the library you could see the twin towers from the back room window where the class is because the library was also the computer room. He saw everything. :smh:

So the principal made an announcement that your parents will be here to pick every one up. They still didnt tell us what happened. So about another 15 mins go by and I start seeing parents walk in looking for their children and most of the mothers that did show up were crying. Then I see my father, walk in and he grabbed us and as we were walking home, he told us what happened.

When we got to 14th and 8th, seeing the M20 bus packed and there was dust coming off it. I still will never forget the smell of the air.

Such a sad day. RIP to those who lost their lives.
 
My cousin worked in the towers but thankfully didn't show up that day.

Later he joined the army. He's still in it. Is actually in the middle east right now.

I had to pass by ground zero nearly every day for almost 2 years.

Even now, all these years later, it's still weird to not see the towers anymore.
 
Just wanted to add, I know everyone I know was leaving school early that day. Grade school kids were getting picked up by their parents early and the high schoolers were getting dismissed just as early.

I didn't get home until 5 that day, that would've been considered late on that day.

I don't remember much of what I was doing between 9-5. I know we didn't have classes.

Just another random thought about that day that I'm having.

Funny how it's been 13 yrs and I'm just now wondering what I was up to during those hours.
 
We had a beautiful remembrance today. Bagpipes and all. I was not personally affected when it happened but it gave me chills.
 
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