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I was Sr. in Hs. Somehow the news was turned on the classroom tv's (brand new school). Principal ordered it turned off which created panic.

Kids started going to office to call and check on loved ones that could have been affected.

Fuck you Mr. Sweat. You were a sign of things to come.
 
Has someone do a thanks for your service and ask how many tours in Iraq.
Never been. Part of my unit did a stint in Afghanistan in 07, but we were 300+ and only ~100 went.

I had hookups with supply so I sent tons of parts, tools, etc there, some on my dime.

The SDB was brand new and we were still learning it and figuring out tools.



Dude acted like I was a draft dodger. Got pissed when I asked how many times he went.


 
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Reading that transcript hits hard.

I was a sophomore in HS. I remember hearing it in my way to school.

As a teen I saw all the videos. I remember watching falling man and it messed me up. I think of 9/11 on a regular basis being in the flight path but out in the mountains.

Sad what our country has become.
 
I was Sr. in Hs. Somehow the news was turned on the classroom tv's (brand new school). Principal ordered it turned off which created panic.

Kids started going to office to call and check on loved ones that could have been affected.

Fuck you Mr. Sweat. You were a sign of things to come.
7th grade, our school did the same thing. Made an announcement about a major event happening and some students may have their parents coming to get them. Wouldnt say anything beyond that.

History teacher said fuck that, y'all deserve to know and what kind of history teacher am I if I don't show you. She wheeled a tv in and put the news on. To this day I could walk to that classroom to the exact spot I was sitting and I barely remember high school, let alone middle school.
 
I was in college here on the west coast. I didn't have class until later that day and was trying to blissfully sleep in an extra hour. One of my buddies who lived in the student apartment below me was from Chile, and was always up early watching the news in the morning. We would leave our front door unlocked, and remember him bursting through the door and letting it slam against the wall as he's yelling in his Chilean accent "Wake up you fuckers! We're under attack! We're under attack!" The door to my room was closest to the front door so he starts pounding on it. I open the door and he's standing there in his boxers and undershirt, sees I'm awake and then runs to my room mate's door and starts pounding on it. We turned on the TV and sat our shitty college student L couch watching the news. The second plane hit and I thought it was somehow a replay people had filmed of the first impact and made some kind of shitty joke like "Look ANOTHER plane!"... then we all realized the news couldn't have footage of the first plane yet and there really was a second one and we had just seen a whole bunch more people die.

The rest of the day was surreal. We lived in the flight path of planes going to and from San Jose and San Francisco's airports. I didn't think I'd notice the lack of air traffic, but the sky was spooky with no planes occasionally flying overhead. Our campus was on a shared facility with the Fort Ord army base and it was the first and only time I had seen the sign at the main entrance changed from "Threat Level: Normal" to "Threat Level: Delta". Prior to that, I didn't think anyone even looked at that sign anymore(the base was in the process of transitioning from military to a state university).
 
Was in the Syracuse airport, headed to Cali, had the news on and was stopped dead in my tracks as the first plane hit. We had guys on that roof working on Comms gear. Lost 2 really good friends and it’s still stings. Helped with everything for the families including mortgages and school for the kids
 
My neice Rose eventually ended up in Iraq doing back to back tours, where as truck driver she had her truck blown off the road by an IED, she suffers from short term memory loss and back trouble,
My friend, who was a also my room mate in college back then ended up doing the exact same thing- back to back tours in Iraq driving a HEMTT. A few months prior he had joined the national guard. He didn't talk about a lot of it for a long time after he got back, but as time went on he'd share some stories. Lots of getting ambushed, lots of trucks around him getting blown up, etc. He had all the classic PTSD symptoms, but didn't deal with it until recently when his second wife forced him to get some treatment after dealing with his rage/aggression that would pop up out of nowhere. Now he's almost back to his old self pre-iraq, but damn if that didn't fawk some things up in his life.
 
BTW, fact check came back on that transcript - partially true.

They acknowledge the call happened, but can't find documents.
I also believe that's the call that stayed connected to the operator for almost an hour after the crash, which would have been impossible as the phone is powered off the aircraft power system.


It was my freshman year of college when that happened. I saw the first tower burning walking out of class when it was reported as a crash, and then listened to the 2nd plane hitting the tower driving home from class on mancow in the morning on the radio and being pretty panicked. I was in school to become an airline pilot, that day changed the course of that career, and obviously all of American history. Also I met a good friend of mine for the first time on that day, was a member of an offroad forum together and went to the same school, so BS'd in the parking lot for a bit and the rest is history. I was also working at a small airport at the time and remember it being a super weird time after that as well.

Crazy how that day kind of laid the ground work for future major shifts in freaking out the public and altering the course of modern American history and people capitalizing on them. It didn't really hit me at the time but that really was the death of modern America, 5yrs after that is when I really started losing faith in institutions (I was a young and dumb neocon in college). 2008s Ron Paul campaign opened up my eyes to the reality of why 9/11 happened and it's been interesting ride from then on.
 
7th grade, our school did the same thing. Made an announcement about a major event happening and some students may have their parents coming to get them. Wouldnt say anything beyond that.

History teacher said fuck that, y'all deserve to know and what kind of history teacher am I if I don't show you. She wheeled a tv in and put the news on. To this day I could walk to that classroom to the exact spot I was sitting and I barely remember high school, let alone middle school.

yup 7th grade language arts class. Teacher rolled the tv in turned it on and never said a word. Class was silent.
 
Junior in HS here. Every 2nd Tuesday of the month was a delayed start for us. I remember watching WGN news that morning like I always did, when they cut to tower 1 burning. Watched tower 2 get hit live. Called my buddy who I rode the bus with, who didn't pick up, so I ran down to his house before the bus picked us up to make sure he was watching the same thing. Was tough to leave the TV and get on the bus.

That day we spent almost the entire day with the TV's on watching it unfold at school. I'll never forget how eerie it was that day and the next how empty the skies were, especially living so close to Chicago. I'll never forget standing at the corner waving American flags with a bunch of other teenage kids, or ordering American Fries at McDonald's as patriotismran high everywhere. I'll never forget how many friends joined the armed forces that year and the next, how many went overseas, and how many never came back. I'll never forget those who did come back, only to be forever changed, and who subsequently took their own lives later as their country and government turned their backs on them. I haven't forgotten, and I never will, even if I have a lot more questions around the events that unfolded on live TV that day now than I had then....
 
I was in New York as an Army Recruiter.....all the Recruiters from every Service were all sitting together watching the News and we all said the same thing when the second plane hit the tower. Terrorist attack. That day changed my life forever 3 tours between Iraq and Afghanistan and 20+ years in the Army. I lost many great people because of that day.

:beer: To all my Fallen Friends
 
UA Flight 93 Transcript, 22 years ago today. 😞:
Todd: Hello… Operator…listen to me…I can’t speak very loud. – This is an emergency. I’m a passenger on a United flight to San Francisco..
Are you guys ready?……..
Let’s Roll………

I'd never heard/read the entire exchange on 93. Thank you. :usa:

Toxic masculinity? Fuck everyone who has ever uttered that phrase.

Me either. Thanks. :frown:
 
I worked for Netegrity out of Boston, back then. I literally resigned my job, so my boss, James took my place, along with our CFO.

They were in the plane that went into the tower.

God was looking out for me. I sent James' kids to college.

You're a good man and a great American.

Thank you for what you did for his kid.
 
I ended up taking a Green to Blue commission in the Navy Reserves 19Sep2001. I ETS'd from the Army on my father's death, 28Aug1997. It took them a few days to send me to Newport. I was living in El Dorado back then.

My world changed.

Rest is history
 
I was fixing the damage my renters had done to my house so I could put it up for sale. Didn't have a TV with me. My wife called from WY and told me we were under attack from terrorists and to turn the radio on. I have never felt that kind of rage before or since. My buddy was helping me work on the house. We locked up and headed for the Navy recruiting station to sign back up. We were the first guys there and had to wait for the recruiter to show up. When he showed up there were already 15 or so "old" guys ready to go. I was too old and damaged for them to sign me up again.



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absent companions...
 
I lost several friends that day and this was meant to remember those lost souls… and not clog up this thread which was meant as a memorial to those who passed that day
We lost a lot of locals that commuted to the city for work. Really weird to have wakes/funerals on a constant basis at the time- :usa:
 
I was bottle feeding Mr. Squirrely Butt when the news came on at 5am with the first plane and so on........

I remember every moment of that day start to finish.

I am sorry to those of you that lost someone that day.
 
I was in the shop that day repairing tv's that had stacked up. Had two working and turned on when the breaking news came on. The ww2 plane that hit the empire state building popped to mind and I got to wondering what sort of jockey news helicopter hit the tower along with a this ain't going to end well ain't no fire apparatus going to reach that height. Then the replay and the 2nd plane. Holy Shit. Got a crowd around my work area as I had the only tvs in the shop. Didn't get much done that day. Hit the internet and went to see the blog of a NY guy who would live blog photos from the streets of NY randomnly (kinda the Forgotten New York style) and he was posting photos from the street. Some gory stuff made it to the blog and unfortunately he pulled the entire blogs from that time off the internet as I went looking for it a couple days later to see everything again in a less hurried pace. But even here in Canukistan it was a sureal experience.
 
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