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On September 11th, 2001 I was a sophomore in high school. I was in the cafeteria for study hall at the time. Someone came in to turn on the televisions, which I thought was odd, because they were never on during study hall. From where I was, I couldn't see what was on the screen, all I could tell was that it was news, so I kind of ignored it.
The next period I was in Mrs. Scott's Algebra I class, and her tv was on and I could see what was happening. I was utterly shocked. Mrs. Scott was talking with the history teacher, Mr. Lieber, and just as he walked out of the room, the first tower fell. Mrs. Scott called for him to come back and he ran into the doorway and stopped dead in his tracks just as the tower was consumed in the dust, saying something to the effect of "I can't believe it."
All I remember is wanting to be home with my parents, to make sure they were alright, even though that sounds dumb, living in Ohio and all where NOTHING terrible was going on. But at the time, we all felt vulnerable. I literally ran into the house when we got home to hug my mother, and asked if she knew what was going on. She said yes and held me close.
The next period I was in Mrs. Scott's Algebra I class, and her tv was on and I could see what was happening. I was utterly shocked. Mrs. Scott was talking with the history teacher, Mr. Lieber, and just as he walked out of the room, the first tower fell. Mrs. Scott called for him to come back and he ran into the doorway and stopped dead in his tracks just as the tower was consumed in the dust, saying something to the effect of "I can't believe it."
All I remember is wanting to be home with my parents, to make sure they were alright, even though that sounds dumb, living in Ohio and all where NOTHING terrible was going on. But at the time, we all felt vulnerable. I literally ran into the house when we got home to hug my mother, and asked if she knew what was going on. She said yes and held me close.
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Its a question we ask every year on September eleventh. Where were you when you heard? Here is what happened with me. My condolences go out to all who lost loved ones that horrible day. I hope they find peace.
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I had just gotten to work at the insurance claims office when the first plane hit. It took a while to clue in to why everybody was gathering around the boardroom table. Curious, I went in to see what they were all looking at. When I saw the pictures of the World Trade Center building up in smoke and the caption below describing what had happened, it took a while to sink in. Total disbelief. I stopped back in periodically during the day, and I remember my boss coming in to tell me about the Pentagon being hit. My first thought was for my cousin down in Massachussetts, where one of the planes took off from, because I knew they fly out of Boston all the time. I called home and got no answer. Thankfully, he had called my aunt and I had got the good news later that night that my cousin and his wife were both safe. But then I thought of all the people that night learning that someone they knew or loved, or both, was on one of those planes.