I felt the second plane as the first big gut wrenching moment at the time. The first was a horrible mystery but nobody had a full idea, so it was the second that pointed out what was really going down. And then of course the towers falling was absolutely horrific. We had it on in our sports pub on the big screen with everyone watching every moment all day in dreadful awe.
I was at work. Owner's wife called me and said to turn on the TV, then we all saw it. Because I lived near a very important asset (less than a mile) I left work and picked up my kids and stayed inside. It was horrible, I think for a few days we were all in a daze.
To say the least nothing has been the same since, that feeling of security is gone.
I think we will say we did the best we could. I can't imagine that the people of Japan do not remember with great pain and sorrow the loss in Japan after the retaliatory attack by the US. So many lives lost for nothing people die daily for sick ideologies.
An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.
None of us lived through those. My mother still remembers Kenney's assasination, I still remember where I was when the Challenger exploded (in middle school, walking back from the bathroom, and when I see footage or pictures the sudden silence followed by one girl starting to cry while I walked back bewildered to shocked classmates still comes to mind).
That day I was being picked up to go work on a home addition. The guy said that someone flew into the Twin Towers... I laughed thinking some idiot in a Cessna crashed through the window. The magnitude of what had happened was that far beyond the scope of what I though was possible... The thing that sticks out was how quiet everything got that day. Almost no cars were out, no planes in the air, no one making casual conversation just walking around shocked.
The shock of those events may fade but (I find) certain memories can be indelible. The next generation won't have those memories and like my mother's experience of the day JFK died the events will become just another piece of history.
Hopefully by knowing the whole truth to the event
I was eating breakfast watching the first tower burn. Trying to figure out what happen when the second one hit live before my eyes. I then went to work on the navy base, but no one was working. We all sat around watching till the towers collapsed then got the word to evacuate the base. Was off work for a week until the base would let us civilian employees back on.
I was too as I was driving into work. Plane #2 happened while I was at work.
I was the only one in the facility who had a radio, everyone thought i was bullshitting or that it was a Captain Janks prank. By the end of the day the whole facility was in shock. Much of the printing we did was for the WT buildings, Morgan Stanley etc...