Every single American adult (and even the children) in this country will forever remember where they were the day that thousands of our fellow American died. I’m sure, just like in the past 12 years on this day, there will be plenty of blog posts about what one was doing on that morning we witnessed the horror.
My story of that day and how days after have affected me, is no different or more special than the next person who blogs about their memories of this tragic event because we all, universally, shared the same emotions.
I was 24. On that day, I woke up a bit earlier than normal because I was about to spend the day apartment hunting with my fiancé. We were to be married on October 27, 2001. I was not working at the time so I usually woke up later in the morning. But today, I woke up earlier.
I turned on the T.V. and every channel was set to a burning skyscraper in New York City. I really didn’t know the lay out or much of the demographics of New York because I live in California and have my whole life. However, I did recognize these towers and knew them to house many business companies and many people worked in them. As I stood in the kitchen, I stared at the T.V. listening to the reporters describing the flames coming out of the building because a plane had slammed into it and you could hear the panic in their voices mixed with confusion because no one really knew what was going on! One reporter thought it was an accident or that maybe the pilot lost control. Another did suggest a hijacking and that it was done on purpose.
It was when the second plane hit WHILE they were still reporting and showing footage of the first planes’ wreckage, that I believe every American watching it knew, all at once, in unison, what exactly was happening.
This was not an accident, this was deliberate.
I walked upstairs and woke up my mother and said “I think New York is being attacked. Come look at the news”. Of course, knowing my mother, I should have used less dire words because she woke up with a start and I’m sure all she heard was the word “attack” and probably words I never said like “our house is being attacked and we are all going to die”.
Although, now that I think back, her awakening panic was very much called for this one time.
We both watched the news for a bit but I had to leave to go apartment hunting. Of course, at this point I, and I believe a lot of us on the west coast and around the world, didn’t realize what kind of tragedy this would turn out to be. I got back home later that afternoon after randomly listening to the radio news about what was happening in NY. Little did I know that airports were being shut down simultanesouly across the country and public places were being cleared out. Even Disneyland was quickly emptied out for fear of the unknown that could be heading towards ANY city or public venue, big or small, within the U.S.
As the days rolled on, more news came in about what happened and what was thought to have happened. The black boxes from the United planes were retrieved and soon released. Stories began to flood in from people at Ground Zero and more footage was becoming accessible. Being that I didn’t watch the whole news cast on the day it happened, I had yet to see the footage of the Towers collapsing until days later. I was stunned and horrified when I did.
As the years rolled on and Anniversary’s of the day came and went, more stories came out. Footage from random people in apartments many blocks away were revealed. They even released some 911 calls that came in from people in the Towers and the planes which were devasting to hear. Simply devastating.
Ever since that day, anytime I watch old movies from before 2001, I always notice something I’ve never noticed before. Those tall, towering skyscrapers in the New York skyline.
It turned out that just as the Statue of Liberty depicted New York, so did those Twin Towers.
To this day, watching a movie that shows New York, or any metropolis, being attacked and buildings crashing to the ground, gives me chills and makes me cringe. I know it’s all Hollywood and in those movies when Aliens attack, why wouldn’t they want to bring down every building they can. I just think that from the moment the first plane hit on 9/11/01, the “Alien attacking” scenes from any movie, rubs everyone a little raw.
Films more recently released…
September 11th is now called “Patriot Day”.
In remembrance of the thousands of lives lost.
In remembrance of the many children who lost mothers and fathers, many spouses who lost husbands and wives and many families who lost brothers and sisters.