Every September 11th - do you feel that chill that I feel? That memory that comes back to you where you were at when the World Trade Center was attacked? I can't believe its been 6 years. Some days, its like it just happened & others, its like it was so long ago!
I was at work sitting at my desk when my supervisor yelled, "I just heard a plane hit the World Trade Center" - we just thought it was a plane malfunction or something easily explained. We have a reception area with a TV & couches so we went out to see what they were saying. Sitting there, I'll never forget watching it live - the 2nd plane running right into the building. It was like someone had slipped in a movie of some sort because this stuff didn't happen in "real life" - especially on Live TV. Immediately, on TV, in our reception area, we knew something horrible was happening. It wasn't long before the news of the Pentagon being attacked had come in & the news of another plane that couldnt be contacted was rolling across the screen.
In our work place - there was no production all day. We sat in front of that TV all day long. Sitting with co workers - people you dont normally share huge life experiences with.
Then, the towers started falling. The heart break to know how many people were still in those buildings - & how many people had lost their lives that day. Its still heart breaking to think about.
I can remember going home & the scare of rising gas prices. I sat in line for gas for an hour and a half, all the while listening to ABC news on the radio. Music had come to a halt - there was no way to escape the madness that was happening in our country.
The thing I'll always remember, we were in Louisville at the time & was wanting to put our house up for sale & make the move to Greenville. Our realtor had come that night to list our house. When all this happened, we became scared - frozen. We didnt know what this meant for our world - our country. Our realtor was a former military man - he sat with us for the latest updates in our home but was not shaken in the least. Maybe he was just concerned about the sale of our house, but you could sense the military in him assuring him & us that our country was going to be fine. It was nice to have him with us that night.
Working with the Jr. High Youth - its wild to me to know they dont really remember that day. They were 5-8 yrs old at the time it happened so other things, like playing, took priority. (Ahhh - the innocence of children). I know it is a day that many who did experience it, will never forget where they were that day.