#1133 | Friday, March 29th 2002
When the attach happened I was on my way home from taking my Fiancée and his father the airport, they were on the way to business meetings, my Fiancée to Colorado and his father to Northern California. I was to take a plane to Tucson Arizona the same day later in the afternoon. I heard about the first plane crashing into the first tower about a block way from my home, I really can’t explain my feelings but I just hoped it was a dream. I got home about 2 minutes later and turned on the TV. I saw that everything was true. I just sat there hoping that it was not happening but everything on the news told me I was wrong. I called my Fiancées step mother and asked her to turn on the news to make sure what I was seeing what was happening and that is when the second plane hit the second tower. That was when I was really worried about my Fiancée and his father… hoping they hadn’t taken off. Thankfully they were still sitting on the tarmac not being allowed to take off. My fiancée called me on his cell phone and told me he had no idea what was going on, so I told him what I was seeing on the TV reports, all he wanted to do is to get off the plane…. Do you blame him? Well to make a long story short I finally went to pick them both up from the airport and was thankful for that! I never thought I would get on a plane again but I did just this month…knowing that I was going to be okay. They say you don’t have to worry if you take short trips because there isn’t enough fuel in the tanks to make to worth while for the terrorists. But what I went through was nothing compared to what the people of NYC went through, and I pray for them everyday! Just goes to show you that everything hits close to home! No matter how far you are away from the tragedy!
God Bless the USA!

Sandy | 38 | California

#1108 | Monday, March 25th 2002
Sept 4th, I flew 500 miles down to southern California to get acquainted with our new granddaughter (she joined a sister and brother). The morning of 9/11 I had remained quietly in bed, as the baby and mother had had a bad night. The phone rang, the machine came on, and my husband said,"Get up! Get up! The world is coming to an end, turn on your tv!" I called him right back and found out what he was talking about, then turned on the tv. I sat in stunned silence watching the tv, until I couldn't stand it anymore. I hurried upstairs, shook my daughter-in-law awake, saying,"I can't do this by myself anymore...", and as she slowly came around, explained what had been happening. We spent the rest of the day glued to the set, hugging each other and the children. The children asking where their morning programs were numerous times. In the worst way, I wanted to gather up this family and take them up north, to home with me. I was due to fly home on the 12th, but ended up with a rental car at John Wayne Airport, which looked deserted except for the sheriff's deputies very much in view, and the long line of vehicles waiting to drop off people to pick up cars. One lady at the counter asked how long it would take to drive to Florida! When I called the airline on 9/11 about my flight, the first thing I asked was if there had been many cancellations? Her reply was "No, uh, well yes." Another person from our little town was in Las Vegas at a meeting. There were no rental cars left, so he rented a U-Haul truck and drove home!
Jan Taylor | 59 | California

#1106 | Monday, March 25th 2002
The morning of 9-11 my mom came in to my room to wake me up for school she told me about everything that had been going on. At first I didnt think much of it. I got up and got ready for school but the more i thought about it the more i got worried. I went off to school and all the kids were so dif. usually the kids at my school are mean and like to fight but they were all being nice and getting along.you have to understand that the school i go to is kinda ghetto and theres alot of gangsters there. In every one of my classes we watched the news. i had never seen the kids at my school listen and actually care about what the news was saying. this was an eye opener for all of us. we had prayer and moments of silence and all the kids did it. we collected money for N.Y and it seemed as if all the kids gave what they could. there was a big dif. in the attitudes of the kids at my school. 9-11 made everyone look at life in a dif way.
Katie Kleespies | 17 | California

#1093 | Friday, March 22nd 2002
I REMEMBER THAT I WAS GETTTING READY TO GO TO FULLERTON COLLEGE. MY BROTHER WOKE ME UP BY CALLING ABOUT 5 TIMES! HE TOLD ME TO TURN ON THE T.V.! I SAID WHAT CHANNEL,HE SAID TURN ON THE T.V. YOU WILL NEVER FORGET THIS DAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. THIS IS HISTORY!
THATS WHEN I TURNED IT ON.. I DIDNT REALIZE WHAT WAS GOING ON UNTILL IF SAW THE SECOND BUILDING FALL FOR MY OWN EYES. A FEELING CAME OVER ME THAT I DONT THINK I WILL EVER BE ABLE TO EXPLAIN! ILL NEVER FORGET THAT DAY FOR THE REST TO OF MY LIFE!

BRITTANY FISCHER | 20 | California

#1085 | Wednesday, March 20th 2002
I live on the west coast and I received a phone call from my mother as I was getting ready for work. She said I needed to turn on the television right away, so I did. What greeted me was such a horrible site. Both of the World Trade towers were on fire. I was stunned and remember myself saying "Oh my God" over and over. We stayed on the phone with each other even though neither of us spoke. After a few more moments, I hung up and called my boss, a principal at a local high school. I thought he might want to deal with what was happening with our students. After speaking with him, I woke my 17-year old daughter and had her come watch with me. She was frightened and very saddened that anyone could purposely cause the devastation we were witnessing. I watched as though glued to the TV until after the second tower fell. By then, the news was getting worse and worse. I couldn't believe my ears or eyes when I heard that the Pentagon had been hit. And what about those brave souls aboard the jetliner over Pennsylvania? At that point, I had to finish getting ready for work and my daughter got moving to get ready for school. Once I arrived at work, my oldest daughter (away at college) called. The college had been closed and she was very frightened. We spoke for a while and then said good-bye. She continued to call throughout the day. We kept a TV on in the school office so people could keep up with what's happening. We also called the entire student body (240 kids) together to talk about it and reassure them that they would be all right. I continue to watch and read whatever I can regarding September 11, 2001. I didn't lose anyone dear to me, I'm not faced with it everyday and I don't even know anyone who lives in New York, but I feel a strange kind of kinship with the rest of the people in the country. If anything, this devastating attack has hardened my resolve that America is the greatest country on Earth and that her people have the most generous hearts.
I have always been patriotic, flown my flag and supported our peacekeeping efforts. That hasn't changed. My dad was in the Navy for 20 years and my brother served for two years. My uncles and grandfather were Navy men too and my nephew is currently serving in the Marines.
I have found that I donate to more causes than before 9/11/01. I have donated money, coordinated a blood drive at our school and just feel a bigger responsibility to the human race as a whole. After all, hundreds, no thousands, of people gave their lives trying to prevent others from dying, trying to save others simply because it was their job (or because that was their nature) and/or just because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Giving material things doesn't feel like it's enough, but I know that doing my job and living my life is necessary for the recovery of our nation.
My biggest fear is that people will forget the way they felt upon witnessing what happened in New York, Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania. I would like to see what happened put in front of people often so they always remember, so they appreciate what we've been blessed with in America and so our children can tell their children what this country is all about.
At times I feel great anger and at other times I feel overwhelming sadness. My hopes and prayers go out to all the families that lost loved ones and to the friends and lovers who are now trying to deal with the huge void in their lives that losing a loved one creates. I wish I could give them strength, but can only hope that they find comfort in the fact that so many are thinking of them and praying for them.
May we never have to experience such devastation again. God bless us one and all.

Pam Tuthill | 48 | California

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