Remember
Alan Jackson is one of my favorite country singers. After 9/11 a lot of songs were done, but “Where Were You” from his Drive CD is one of my favorites, and one that still brings tears to my eyes 4 years later.
Where Were You?
I was sitting in our house in Killeen, Texas, messing around online. The boys were going to the vet that day and someone was coming to start doing some work on the house. The CSM was in Korea and it was 3 months to him coming home and us moving here to Fort Benning.
I remember E.D. (FOX News) advising that there had been an air accident in New York, more information would be forth coming in the next hour.
I watched as the second plane hit tower 2 and my stomach fell to my knees. Someone in the control towers was in some serious ass trouble is what I thought. How awful for those families flew through my thoughts also. Terrorist? Don’t recall thinking that — yet.
I gathered up the dogs and headed out to the vet. There was nothing on the radio — just music. While at the vet’s office, one of the gals took a phone call and she said, “They hit the Pentagon?” and that’s when I knew down deep in my gut that we were at war.
I cried as I drove back to the house and for the rest of the day, even after the guy got there to fix the house, I sat in front of the computer and television as I watched the world as I knew it stand still.
We’re still here Osama — we haven’t crumbled. Yeah, we went to our knees for a bit and had a huge ass headache for a while, but we still stand.
Where Were You?
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1Gun-Toting Liberal
wrote on 11 September 2005 at 16:45
God Bless ya, Jo. To this very day I am still pissed off about the planes and the terrorists. Blog ON, friend…
2MerryMadMonk
wrote on 11 September 2005 at 17:16
I was right here. Just finishing up a chat/whiteboard conference — when someone typed: OMG! Turn on the TV!
A couple of minutes afterwards, I saw the 2nd plane hit the WTC.
I started making phone calls to family. I called one sister and woke her up: “Turn on your TV. We are under attack.” At about that time another sister emailed: “Are you watching the news???”
Then the news says that the Pentagon has been hit and I’m immediately wondering which side and the phone is ringing and the cellphone is chirping…
Then my IM programs start lighting up — ICQ, AIM, Yahoo, MSN, mIRC — I ran a lot of them back then. I couldn’t remember whether one brother had told me he would be at WTC this month or whether he went last month, so I’m contacting him, while wondering who I know in which Ranger Batts and the 82nd and then I think of a friend who is USSS in NYC and all the while I’m watching those images …
and then the first tower collapses . . .
and as Alan Jackson sang later at the CMA show: the world stopped turning.
3Trelaina
wrote on 11 September 2005 at 20:37
I was at work — we were all excited because one of our coworkers had finally gone into labor and we were waiting to hear the news that the baby had been born. Internet access was spotty and we didn’t know why. I later discovered everyone gathered at the desk of someone who had CNN up, and we read the story.
My dad had just retired in July, so I called him at home and asked him to turn on the news. Just as he did, they showed the second plane hit. I clearly remember my dad’s typical cursing, but with a tone in his voice I’ve never heard before or since. He grew up in New York, as did my mother.
I spent much of the morning upstairs in our cafeteria watching TV, or in one of the offices with a radio. I didn’t think about war until later in the day…my main concern that morning was whether the huge tank farms in Greensboro, NC were on the worry list. My son’s daycare was less than a mile from those huge gas tanks.
4docjim505
wrote on 12 September 2005 at 8:18
I was home sick. Got up for a few minutes to check e-mail and saw on Yahoo! that a plane had hit the WTC. Figured it was a Cessna or something and went back to bed.
Got up later that afternoon and found out what had happened. Went to the Red Cross to donate blood; it seemed like half the city was there with the same idea in mind.
At that moment, I knew we were going to win.