Where were you on 9/11

[tangerinegreen555]

What I remember most (after the catastrophic horror of the burning buildings) was standing in my driveway with my dad about 6 days later, looking up at the sky with him and not seeing a single plane. Baseball and anything reliant on air travel just stopped.

We are in one of the flying lanes 30 miles out from the local airport so there's a plane visible every half hour way up there.

We were truly blindsided. Nobody had ever hijacked planes before without the intent of extorting money. There was nobody saying 'I knew that would happen'.
I remember my dad saying "I hope they hang that bin Laden guy".

He didn't live to see it but they got him.

And after they shot him 10 yrs. later, I still didn't feel better about it. Can you imagine jumping out of a burning skyscraper to avoid burning alive?

 

[curious2garden]

I remember getting my husbands uniforms out of the box and getting him ready for recall. He was retired reserve and it was surreal. Today I'm going to Disneyland. Tomorrow I'm potting clones.


Chop wood, carry water

 

[Stroker]

Drive thru at bank when first plane hit, by the time I got home it had developed in to a whole thing.

While on the subject of where were you, I was eating lunch in the cafeteria in HS when the Challenger space shuttle blew up and I think I was pooping in my diaper when we landed on the moon.

I was sleeping when the first plane hit. My friend called me and told me what had happened. I watched TV for a few days after and all the terrible things that were happening. I really can't watch the anniversary shows. I remember people jumping instead of getting burned up!!
When the Challenger blew up I was in jail in Florida I saw it on TV. Than I went outside and you could see the smoke lingering. Freaky

 

[Bob Zmuda]

I was in a college art class. There was a girl name Lea I had really been trying to slip the stinky pickle in that class. It was around this time I found out she was a lesbian.

People were finding out as we were walking into class (about 9/11 not that Lea was a lesbian). We were told all classes were cancelled for the day. The professor was a really cool guy who was maybe 5 years older than we were. He looked exactly like billy corgan but when he had hair. His name was Brad. "just call me Brad guys." I thought that was so cool being a young fuckstick.

I vividly remember NO one in the whole class wanted to leave. Classes were cancelled but we asked Brad if we could just stay in class and talk. We sat in a circle on the weird art desks used for figure drawing and just talked for hours about what was happening.

I remember a week later this guy Jerome (who wanted to be called "danger dog") did 2 long american flags on plywood and stood them up saying they represented the towers. I remember thinking, "fuck you Jerome. What a copout."

I don't remember the name of one other student or professor I had in any other class the whole time. But I could name every student, what they painted, how they dressed etc. in that class.

RIP to those that died.

 

[Singlemalt]

I was in a college art class. There was a girl name Lea I had really been trying to slip the stinky pickle in that class. It was around this time I found out she was a lesbian.

People were finding out as we were walking into class (about 9/11 not that Lea was a lesbian). We were told all classes were cancelled for the day. The professor was a really cool guy who was maybe 5 years older than we were. He looked exactly like billy corgan but when he had hair. His name was Brad. "just call me Brad guys." I thought that was so cool being a young fuckstick.

I vividly remember NO one in the whole class wanted to leave. Classes were cancelled but we asked Brad if we could just stay in class and talk. We sat in a circle on the weird art desks used for figure drawing and just talked for hours about what was happening.

I remember a week later this guy Jerome (who wanted to be called "danger dog") did 2 long american flags on plywood and stood them up saying they represented the towers. I remember thinking, "fuck you Jerome. What a copout."

I don't remember the name of one other student or professor I had in any other class the whole time. But I could name every student, what they painted, how they dressed etc. in that class.

RIP to those that died.

And who were lesbians, who put out, etc