Now what kind of American would I be if I didn't sit down and write something about Sept. 11th.
Five years later, and as sad as it was, many people don't recall what an emotional day it was. But none the less everyone can probably remember where they were when they heard the news, and what went through their minds.
I remember where I was when I first heard it. It was 8:00 in the morning or so and I was dropping my girls off at daycare. I opened the door to see my daycare lady in tears, I asked her what was wrong. All she could do was point at the tv. At that moment that I turned to the screen, all I could see was the second plane hit the tower. Now that is a scene that I have seen many times since then, but I will never forget seeing it as it happened. The thoughts in my mind as I left daycare were all over the place. Will they hit again? Where will it be? Should I pack my family up and head north? That thought was all about the fact that up north was in the woods and why would terrorists attack the woods? When all was said and done, life goes on. It was a very sad day, and no matter where you were you will remember it.
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It seems like every generation has that "remember where you were when you heard about it" event...from the JFK assassination to Sept. 11th. I hate to think of what my kids' event will be.
I was living in Newburgh, New York at the time of the attacks. It is about 70 miles north of the City. I was at the front gate at West Point with a fellow Marine when The MP flew up to the gate telling the sentry what happened and they comenced to build up barriers at the gate. We drove back to our base and we could see the smoke rising in the air from the towers from the air base. It gave us a weird feeling at the base. We were very anxious to do something. It was very antagonizing sitting there waiting.
9-11 should be a National Holiday Damit!!!!!
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