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Where were you?

Posted on 2009.09.11 at 00:47
Current Music: Del Shannon - My Little Runaway

It used to be said that everyone knows where they were when they heard that FDR died, or when they heard that JFK had been shot; our generation has 9/11. So where were you and what were you doing when you heard about it?


uberconfused at 2009-09-11 07:28 (UTC) (Link)
I was thinking about this yesterday, and how it's so hard to believe that it was already 8 years ago now.

I was in library school class in Pittsburgh when another student ran in with the news that a plane had hit the Towers. I remember driving back to my house in a blind panic, and spending the next hour or so trying to get in touch with all of my friends in NYC (I had only just moved away from there a few months earlier) and my family in DC. That was truly a terrible day.
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paper_crystals at 2009-09-11 14:52 (UTC) (Link)
I was in my senior year of high school. I had just started my senior year of high school actually. The headmaster called us in and told us what had happened and I think he got about half way through explaining what had happened before I realized that it wasn't an elaborate prank and that he wasn't joking. Everyone that I know in Boston knows people in NYC so everyone was calling people. At some point you couldn't get through because the lines were so full. I pretty much remember spending the rest of that day watching news coverage of the twin towers burning.
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paper_crystals at 2009-09-11 14:54 (UTC) (Link)
As you know I currently live in NYC. I actually haven't gone to see the tower ruins although friends have. It just still seems too much like national disaster voyeurism to me.
sputnik5 at 2009-09-11 16:50 (UTC) (Link)
I was preparing to go to work (Columbia U). My mom called and asked if I was OK and told me to turn on the TV. At least in that part of Manhattan, there was no panic. Except for not being able to reach anyone by cell phone, and the brief shutting down of subways (the buses were still running), you could hardly tell anything of that scale happened. Which freaked me out so much that that night I grabbed my now husband and we walked down as close to where the Twin Towers used to be as we could, which was a point beyond which you couldn't really see - the air was so full of... smoke and ash.
sunflower_sky at 2009-09-12 21:02 (UTC) (Link)
It was afternoon here. I was 14, in ninth grade, and was in the middle of a piano lesson. My teacher had left in the middle to go pick up one of her kids, so I was hanging out by the keyboard practicing (this is before we got a piano). My sister came whirling down the stairs blubbering about some explosion at the World Trade Center.

At first I didn't even blink. Explosion. Whatever. It was 2001. There were terror attacks all the time.

Then the end of the sentence registered. "The World Trade Center?" We turned on the TV and gaped at it. One of the towers was gone. "Where's the other tower?!"

There's this thing we used to do every time there was a big attack. We would stare at the television and watch the reports for hours and hours. Not moving. Nothing new was being reported, it was all the same panicked stuff repeated over and over, but we would sit there and watch. As if watching would make us any more connected, would be a way to make some kind of difference.

Now I don't have a television, and I'm better off for it.

metalclarinet at 2009-09-13 03:44 (UTC) (Link)
I was in 7th grade phys ed class, out on one of the ball fields. Mr Vert gathered the class together to tell us that President Kennedy had been shot. Tears were rolling down his cheeks. The kids were quiet. Mr Vert had been a college lacrosse player back when basically, the only rule was not to swing at anyone's head. Mr Vert's nose looked like it had been clay and had stopped a lacrosse ball from the side. He was a tough guy and him standing there crying scared us.

My only other recollection was being annoyed the next couple days when all the TV coverage was about Kennedy and the funeral and then Lee Harvey Oswald.

How long were regular TV shows off the air following 9/11? I had quit watching most TV by then.
jonnymoon at 2009-09-18 21:58 (UTC) (Link)
Was on my way to work, heard it on the radio. When I got to work, everyone there was freaking out because there was no TV there. I dug a TV out of storage, and managed to string together a bunch of wire to act as a primitive antenna so we could watch the towers burn. (This was back in the day when you could still watch TV for free.)

Spent the balance of the day curled up on the couch, with friends, drinking and speculating what it meant for the USA.

Never figured at the time that a future president would attempt to usurp the meaning of the day by turning it into some sort of socialist event.
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