The 20th anniversary of the attacks on 9-11 presents a day to reflect, remember and pay tribute to those we lost. I am sure most of us remember exactly where we were at the moment we found out our nation was under attack by terrorists. Our nation was forever changed by those moments on September 11th, 2001.
Perhaps we can share our memories together as we think about the 20th anniversary of this date.
Where were you on that day? And what memories are most vivid for you?
While muslim immigrants with who knows what hatreds are still pouring into the USA…as if it’s compulsory that they must.
They should be returned to their home country or a neighboring one.
It’s absolutely compulsory in the minds of jihadists that they make war on the infidel.
The tricky part is identifying the non-jihadists.
In my opinion there are no “ non-jihadist “ Muslims.
Specifically because if there were they would’ve eradicated them from their cult. Yes, cult. It’s not a religion. It’s a cult.
‘Non-Jihadists “ are simply allowing the jihadists to carry out their dirty work which is specifically and
systematically forcing islam on the world. Wiping Christianity and any other religious belief from sight.
So, peaceful Muslims ? No.
They are all the enemy.
True!
From my experience with moslems, it is a lie that all are peaceful
Due to their religious beliefs t is impossible for them to be both muslim and American. And you sure can’t believe a word of anything they say because of Taquiya. The one thing they haven’t lied about is their plan to take over the world, and it sure seems like they are getting closer and closer to doing just that.
Why bother.
Return to sender.
I was upstairs drinking coffee. I thought the reports on NPR (this is back when I thought they were a left-leaning news outlet) were some kind of sick joke. Then the second plane hit. You know those scenes in movies where someone scream “No!” in response to a terrible event? I had always thought those scenes were unrealistic. They’re not.
God save America.
Truth?
It was early morning on the west coast, I was in the office on the computer, while my wife was still asleep in the bedroom next door, getting ready for another day out in the shop and had the little camper TV/VCR on in there when the first reports of a tower being hit came on and so I shoved a blank tape into it and started a long day of recording events as they happened. In all I believe there’s around 30 hours of tapes and I’ve digitized them over the years to preserve the content and added the documentaries as they came out.
What did I think? I finally knew what all the dreams I’d been having about airliners crashing into buildings for the year prior were about. Never had them before and never again and knew it wasn’t a flying thing, at that point had flown hundreds of thousands of miles commercially and flying was like breathing. They were the kind of dreams that had color and sound and I’d wake up with a silent scream.
Sad and freaky at the same time. That’s my story.
I was writing my post when you posted this. You were very smart recording all that.
I have yet to find a show about all the people looking for loved ones & the millions of posters/flyers everywhere that I saw on tv the next day. If it does get mentioned in a documentary, it only gets a few seconds or a minute. It does not capture what I saw live on the 12th or 13th. I’m still looking for that aspect. It was shocking, sad, bizarre, & infuriating all at once just seeing it.
I have looked for that as well, you are right, it is always a few seconds of a screen shot. I posted a video down thread that has a wall of faces, but it is just a quick blurb. They also set up centers where people could go, and that is never shown.
It was the beginning of using the scrion? The thing where they scroll news on the bottom of screen while the talking heads yap, and where they add multiple images. While talking they would show people roaming around w/photos in their hands. I curse the day that was started because now it is impossible to watch any kind of Tv programming w/out a bunch of scrolling or icons popping up.
Anyway, I remember what you are talking about clearly. People hanging flyers and walking around like dazed Zombies w/photos of their loved ones asking if anyone had seen them. It was sad, shocking, bizarre, and infuriating. The news did cover it for days, but it seems to have been scrubbed. Weird. Some news room tape has got to still exist somewhere.
One of things I used to think about, if, or how many people, used the day to up and disappear. To start over. We really don’t know who is still missing. A friend of mine told me I was crazy for thinking such a thing, that no one would do that. Impossible to do. Over the years I have seen a Tv series and read a book where that was the plot, so I know at least someone else has considered that scenario.
Two nights before 9/11 my husband sat up straight in bed and said ‘oh no’! We were both just falling asleep. I said ‘what’s wrong?’. He said ‘I just got a really bad feeling about New York City’. He couldn’t explain it other than to say it was a feeling of intense dread.
He never had that type of experience before or after 9/11.
PRemonition?
I think the evil done on that day was so intense it reverberated somehow in the ‘spiritual’ or ‘psychic’ level.
I have since read that many people had similar types of experiences leading up to 9/11.
I believe.
And I think our “UFOs” are more likely Angels (possibly fallen ones) than Space Aliens.)
“We wrestle not against flesh and blood…”
Check out Dr. Thomas (Tom) Horn. SkyWatch TV.
I mentioned where I was in another comment. Being in a hotel at the time, USA Today was always left at the door in the morning. I would bring it to class and read it during breaks.
I can still picture the image of Ahmad Massood and the article reporting his assassination on September 9th, and feeling such dread.
I had no idea why because I had no idea who he was other than what I read in the article.
I believe.
One Theologian/Pastor/
Counselor I’ve “cut the trail” of added “Interpretation of Dreams” (think Joseph in prison) to the traditional list of Pastoral Gifts/Duties.
Not one I have, but I believe it exists.
I was in Marietta GA in the offices of a technology company, in the midst of notifying the employees that their company had just been acquired. Some of those people no longer had jobs. A fellow executive asked me as I came out of a conference whether I had heard the news. With air travel shut down, most of the acquisition team was stranded in GA for 3 days.
I was in bed here in Portland and like every morning I clicked on the TV to see what was going on in the world. Watched the second plane hit and thought “our world has changed forever”.
Turns out my neighbor was in the WH that day and was directing where AF1 would go – he was a full colonel in the AF. Inexplicably in the last election he was an ardent Biden supporter. I wonder how he feels now.
Likely still an ardent Biden supporter. The culture of our AF is elitist and leftist.
I often wonder if those types knew that Bush / Bush W and Cheney were simply responsible for the evil. That’s why they choose to support the left
Probably some Scarlett, but some that I know who were liberal (mostly libertarians) started up immediately with 9/11 conspiracy theories, complete with “underground” videos to support their beliefs. 20 years ago I thought they were nuts, but today, not so sure. It is very comparable to the COVID hoax. Many call us, along with Mercola, America’s Frontline docs, et al conspiracy theorists.
Just like Pearl Harbor, JFK, 9/11, and now COVID, our government goes to great
lengths to hide the truth. My frustration with folks like Rand Paul, Desantis and Trump is that they remain silent, leaving us with a puzzle that has missing pieces.
JFK had it coming, War Hero or not he was a POS.
Don’t care who did him.
As for our Media covering for our DemonRat Overlords you are correct.
Tell us how you really feel! Something tells me you would be a great person to share a beer with?
After reading a book about the Bay of Pigs operation by Grayston Lynch who was involved in it, I would agree.
I’m Libertarian to the bone. Rand Paul, DeSantis and Trump remain silent because they do not have the resources of the FBI, CIA, et al., to get to the facts and prove them.
With regards to previous events, I agree, with COVID I will dissent. Every leader I mentioned has access to the doctors we believe have the facts on COVID, treatments, masks, numbers, testing etc. IF THEY ARE LEGITIMATE, our “leaders” should trot them out and have them present “the facts”. Their neglect in doing that has made me question if these docs we listen to are accurate.
I heard about the first plane via radio news while driving to a dentist appointment. When having dental work done someone came in and told us about the second plane.
My dentist immediately said, “I wonder if it was Bin Laden?”
That was the first time I even heard of Bin Laden.
My hubby had a similar reaction. He had seen some news piece on Bin Laden years prior and remarked at the time that Bin Laden was the biggest threat he had ever seen. A man of extreme wealth, so committed to an ideology that he would give it all up to live in a cave. A very dangerous man.
People who were paying attention knew of bin laden.
What was true centuries ago remains true now.
Your humanity, our humanity takes precedence, or it is trivial.
Humanism. When leftists assert the dominance of race or gender or even sexual orientation, they diminish the basic humanism of the other.
All men are created equal.
The alpha and the omega.
The five most important words ever uttered.
Oh, you leftists. To create your utopia, start there.
All men are created equal.
To get back to even, enforce the truth that all men are created equal.
To fix broken cultures like Afghanistan, enforce the truism that all men are created equal.
For profoundly silly leftists like AOC, start with all men are created equal and you’re almost there.
Every step leftists take is a step away from the truth that all men are created equal.
American thinkers, two and a half centuries ago, arrived at the peak of human logic. You can do better? Not likely..
YIKES ?
Respectfully submitted.
I had just finished working 4 12hr shifts followed by heading to the bar with co-workers to get the 4 days off started…went home watched some tv & put a movie in the vcr. Being a news junkie, Fox was on so when the movie ended, the news would still be running when the tape ended…it was 10 or 15 mins before it all started. I was dead tired & sleep hit early into the movie.
About 15hrs later, yes 15! I needed to empty the bladder ? & I hear them say something about the President’s remarks on today’s terrorist attack on America. I thought, hmmm? Then I hear something about the Pentagon being hit. Was it a bomb I thought? Then they said something about the Trade Towers. The screen was showing bright lights illuminating NYC & lots of smoke. Then they said the towers fell. FELL? ?
What in the hell is going on!? How did I sleep through this day, of all days? It took most of the night to put everything together.
Needless to say, I felt just like Rip Van Winkle.
Because i didn’t experience 9/11 with the rest of the country, I record almost everything about it. I have hours & hours of shows, movies, etc about it on DVD. My DVR right now, is set to record all day today. I have shows recorded from yesterday (Friday) still to watch & put on disc. I’ll burn to disc, all of them. It’s an endless search to find everything I missed that day.
LOL I even found a new one, on msmnbc of all places, “as it happened that night on 9/11” it’s recording right now, 5hr show. This rebroadcast would be what was happening when I woke up that night. So I have to watch it, save it to disc, keep it for history. It’s this type of show I prefer to watch & save: no commercials, as it happened. I have a lot of them.
And that is what I was doing on 9/11 & where I was. 9/12, was my 9/11.
Now, I must get back to the show I’m currently putting on disc, 9/11: Control The Sky’s, about the Canadian air traffic controllers landing all the planes coming from Europe.
I worked in Oklahoma when the federal building was blown up. Me and another guy were on our way to Tulsa. We had the radio off since we were talking on the way up there. I thought it was weird seeing so many unmarked police cars going towards OKC with lights flashing. I should have gotten a clue when I saw a uniformed officer standing at a rest stop.
We got to Tulsa and went to the office where we had to work, and waited on another guy to meet us there. After about a half hour of waiting, I called to ask where he was. He told us a bomb had gone off in the federal building in OKC and we should turn on the TV.
I thought it would show a hole in a wall or smoke or something. We turned it on, and the first scene I saw was the overhead shot with half the building gone.
I was at work in a mall manager of Kiddie Kandids photography studio when we heard the news. No one could hardly believe what had happened. I remember we put the American flag in our window to show our support. It was very surreal.
I was pulling into the parking lot of the Otsego County Office building in Cooperstown New York, getting my mind focused for another great day of New York State political BS!
When I went into the office, everyone looked glum. There was no soap opera chatter going on. I said to my co-worker, “I heard the World Trade Center has been hit. What’s going on? Are we at war? What are the directives from Albany?”
True story!
Then we followed the continuity of government procedure; saw very few taxpayers, attorneys, judges, no board members, etc., etc., that day.
It was very eerie.
It was very maudlin.
It was very sad.
It was absolutely terrifying.
And then our daughter in Georgia called us to make sure we were “Okay”. The company she worked for called for a ‘stop work’ and ‘pay attention’ type of order to keep their eyes on the terrorist attacks in NYC.
Since that time, life has changed dramatically.
And now our white house occupant doesn’t even remember; forget about caring. He’s paying off the terrorists. OMFG!
I was working hard all day, owner of an ISP and a small mfg co in Chicago, never had a TV or radio on.
3:00pm, I called a metal supplier in FL to get a quote. They person on the other end asked “do you know what is going on?”
I turned on a TV then. Four months later joined the CIA to help the situation.
ATM, regret what I did after that.
I woke up early for work with a weird “why did they do that feeling” which I could not explain so I turned on the news and there it was.
You can’t find some of the video they showed initially on the news anymore, such as the man in the expensive business suit exiting through a window upright legs running with his sectary behind him, looking down first and then looking upward with anguish (not ready to die) before the fell to their deaths.
I still don’t know who “they” was. Lots of theories have been floated, deep-state conspiracies to the official narrative and everything in between.
Yeah…it’s sometimes easier to live in an evidence free world.
When you can’t handle reality, make your own…yikes is right!
I was getting the kids ready for school. My daughter was starting Kindergarten. My mother called and asked if my tv was on….yes, but on cartoons. So I changed channels and stood, staring at the tv, not believing what I was witnessing. My father gets on the phone and said….. “Osama bin Laden did this…..this is his work”.
We didn’t know if school was going to be cancelled that morning…. it wasn’t. When we arrived at school, I had never heard such silence when dropping off my kids…..at two different schools. Dozens and dozens of cars, school buses…no chatter, no pleasantries, no shouting, etc. People were in shock. Even the elementary school children knew something bad happened and were as quiet as the adults.
My husband has an older male cousin who worked at the Pentagon at that time. The cousin was on his way to the Pentagon when the plane hit. The cousin had taken a child to the doctor, so he was arriving at work later than usual.
My kids were grown, away at college, but my knee jerk was “come home”. It isn’t a criticism, it’s a curiosity, didn’t it cross your mind to keep your children with you that day?
I understand your reaction to want immediate family home, especially kids. Your a loving parent.
Yes, I did want to keep the kids home. That was my first instinct. We buried our second born in 1990; her birthday is Sept. 29. So I am very very protective of my kids to this day.
We debated keeping them home or send to school. We decided to send them to school to keep things normal, not upset/scare/ worry them. My daughter was 6, my son 14.
Had we still lived in Phoenix we would have definitely kept them home because we did wonder if other large cities across the country would also be attacked during the course of the day.
We live in a small town; it was smaller in 2001.
(Two years ago my daughter and her fellow employees filed a restraining order against a man who sexually harassed them at work, and other places he saw the employees. While my daughter and I were in Walmart a man came up to my daughter and bear hugged her. It happened fast, he came out of nowhere. She didn’t react, she seemed frozen. I immediately started slugging the man, he released my daughter and I kept hitting/kicking him, thinking he was the pervert, yelling for someone to call police. Turns out he was a well known customer at my daughter’s store. We sorted it all out. Yeah, I’m protective)
So sorry for the loss of your little one. I Don’t think I realized how things looked across the nation since my perspective was from where I could see the smoke and utter chaos broke out. Perfectly understandable how parents would contemplate and then decide it best to carry on normally once they assessed and determined there really was no risk to children to carry on normally. Thank you for your response.
A stunningly beautiful, crystal clear autumn morning in Manhattan. Heard the first plane go over my building at 49th street and Fifth Ave…so low, it caused everything to rumble. We scooted to the roof to see what it was, but could see nothing, our view blocked by other buildings. My phone rang, husband checking my whereabouts: he knew I had an all-day meeting scheduled at Windows on the World…but it was not til Thursday, September 13. Shortly after, most telecommunications in my building went down, and no internet. No one knew what was going on, but by lunchtime, there were fighter jets whizzing overhead. To stay in New York or go home? Who knew what was safe? We were millions trapped on an island with no way out. Managed to beg a ride with a colleague trying to make a break out of the City. Five of us packed in a Nissan. Long slow drive up the West Side Highway trying to find any route out of Manhattan, finally into the Bronx over a two-lane bridge at the island’s northern tip (never thought I’d be so happy to see the Bronx!). All I wanted to do was get home.
Had just finished my shift as a LEO in Queensland Australia. Around 11pm. Sat down and turned the tele on for the usual 1hr wind down and de-stress with a beer. First thing I saw was the hit on the first tower. Transfixed to the tv until sunlight. A never forget moment.
I was driving to the local Mormon church to do some geneology and
was listening to the radio, that station I listen to tended to do pranks,
prank phone calls, joke around so at first that is what I thought they
were doing was joking around, until the news
hit at the top of the hours and the guy doing the news got very serious tone
and reported on it..then went home turned on the TV and watched..Also parents
in our town were going to
the schools to pick up thier kids cuz I guess they were afraid. Being in CT we were
fairly close to NYC so it made people a bit more nervous I think.
I was washing an aircraft when a mechanic came out and said a plane hit the World Trade Center. The crew came in to watch the news and listen to the analysis at the time when we saw the second plane hit the second tower. Then we knew. Game on. I didn’t come home for two days. I was in the last aircraft to land at EWR after the national airspace system was shut down. I made a conscious decision to start writing notes down as things unfolded into a pocket notebook I used on the street. I look at those notes every year to refresh my memory. I never want to forget the details.
First day off after a long work week and I just got up to get ready to get the kid ready for school and start my day here in San Diego, CA. It was just about sunrise and a little before 0600. Dragged my posterior into the kitchen, grabbed a bowl of cereal, and sat down to watch a little bit of morning news and weather before getting the kid up for school. I turned on the TV. Major broadcast network channels were live broadcasting the first tower burning and reporting a plane had crashed into the tower. Dangit. Those poor people. A few minutes later and a second plane hit the 2nd tower. Oh no. Immediately I knew — these were no accidents. These were attacks. At about 0630 or so our time I got my son up for school, and at about 0650 the reports started coming that something happened at the Pentagon. Reports of all air flights being immediately grounded and airports shut down started. Then, as I was watching the news at about 0700’ish, the second tower hit collapsed first. I wept for those in the building and on the ground a bit, but I didn’t want my son to see. I debated keeping him home. The news got worse and reports of a hijacked plane still in the air and heading for DC area and possible White House target were aired. That was it. I kept the kid home that day. He was fairly little still, and he was content with just going back to bed. A little while later and the first tower hit collapsed. I didn’t weep, I got as angry as I think I had ever been. At whom I didn’t know for sure, yet, but I had a pretty darn good idea that it was those “peaceful religion” folks. A little while later I turned off the TV, got my son back up, I took a shower, and we went and ran a couple of errands then we went to his favorite park, “Purple Park”, and then we went and got some submarine sandwiches and scarfed. Later that day I watched some more news and got updated on everything. I’ll never forget that day.
Thank you.
Just like it was. Just like the pain, the tears, the sorry. Just like…all over again. I am so heartbroken.
I was at Osan Air Base in Korea, caught news of the first plane strike on my way in to prepare our A10s for the following day’s sorties. Upon arrival I mentioned the news and was told the second plane had just hit. We knew then we were at war, and the following days proved it. Training munitions were off the menu and our Hogs were armed to the teeth for some time to come. Nobody knew what was coming next, or who would try to take advantage of the chaos, so we readied for the worst.
I was starting a new job and just received a company car that day from my boss from KS who had to drive home as all flights were stopped that day from Dallas. I was supposed to report to work that day but didn’t. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the TV. I knew the world would be different and I was genuinely frightened.
Before the towers came down were videos of people jumping to their deaths. I cried as Americans were posting pics of missing loved ones on bulletin boards.
The President was redirected over the Gulf in Air Force One. The VP was sent to an undisclosed location. Nobody knew what was going on and I thought America was over. I never felt a calm until Rudy Giuliani showed up in his suit and tie at ground zero. I will forever thank the mayor for that.
People can say what they will about later but on that day – and the days immediately following – I thanked God for Mayor Giuliani and for President Bush.
Can you imagine the horror if ‘this bunch’ were in charge??? The whole evil, horrific thing would have been made ten times worse.
Agree. The courageous and strong leadership those two men exhibited, IMO kept the nation from mass hysteria.
Owl Gore?
When you are in the middle of an abdominal surgery on an animal, you cannot just stop and watch the television. I know this. Three buildings don’t collapse on their footprint in free fall, spewing massive amounts of dust in the absence of professional detonation. Once the truth is revealed, just as in the Cheat in 2020, one can never look at reality any other way.
Architects and Engineers for 9/11 Truth
https://www.ae911truth.org/
Government deep-state corruption is so epic now that nothing would surprise me.
Precisely
I live in Florida but was born and raised in New York. At work that morning, we heard on the office radio about the first plane. I turned in my chair to my manager and said, “Oh, my God! All those people!” She looked at me and said, “There’s a lot of people there?”
Awhile later, my office phone rang. It was my son – full grown man and father of two. He said, “Have you heard?” I said yes. He said, “Ma – they got the Pentagon!”
Til the day I die, I will never forget the fear in his voice.
I’ve been afraid & scared many many times over the year’s, but that day in the pit of my stomach I feared that the “balloon” was going to make a world wide appearance.
I was just coming out of the shower in NC when my husband said, “A plane just hit the World Trade Center.” I immediately turned on the TV in my bedroom as I dressed, and I watched as the second plane hit. The world had changed. What we thought was a horrible accident was now a terrorist attack, and I cried as I realized the enormity of it all.
My daughter was 3 hours away, a brand new freshman in college. She called crying. I reassured her that we would find and punish whoever did this and that we have the greatest military in the world. And now…what they’ve done to our military is a traitorous thing. God bless our country and save it from those who would destroy it. Amen.
And, for Sundance and his crew and all of my blessed Treepers, thank you for carrying on the good fight. I love you all for being there.
We had just dropped the middle daughter off at college as well on the previous weekend, and I was moping around the house.
My sister, who knew I never watched daytime TV, called me to make sure I heard the news. I watched some of the coverage, tried to discern if we were in any immediate danger in our large TX city and then decided the best thing to do was to go on about the day- shopped for groceries, took the youngest to the dentist, made dinner and so on.
I realize now that I was probably in shock and handled it by doing familiar, useful things.
My most vivid memories are not of the attacks (which I now believe were false flags) but of the the first time I had to go through the gestapo to get on an airplane, thanks to either the complicity or the stupidity or both of George W. Bush.
The loss of freedom was burned into my mind.
In retrospect, another memory is when Toby Keith wrote and sung that “Boot up your ass, its the American way” song and the newscasters would not play it.
It was one of the first instances of cognitive dissonance that we now see encapsulated as reality in the Biden fraud.
We were played.
Now the tables turn.
The morning in , Pa, was the most beautiful crisp clear day. I stepped outside of work to smoke a morning cigarette, the day was to be busy starting at 9 and I wanted to escape for a moment before it all began. I gazed up and the moon was still cast upon the sky and I watched a plane eclipse the fading moon. A clear crisp cloudless morning, such a beautiful picturesque sky! I walked back into work; the radio was blaring, everyone was so loud and radio was so loud. I was told a plane hit the tower. I thought, how? It’s a clear day, not a cloud in the sky. We didnt have a television, so it was words coming from the radio. I said and thought; maybe a small Cessna and an unfortunate accident. Then out from the radio, “Omg, another plane has hit the other tower. ” I told my coworkers this is no accident, one plane maybe, but two? I called home to ask what the news was showing. My husband had no idea, he was with our daughter watching cartoons. He changed the channel. I told him I’m coming home. Work said I was overreacting and I told them I want to be home with my family, this is no accident. I recall every year, how that ride home was so eerily silent, with about 6 traffic lights and not one was red. I arrived home so quick. I watched for 72 hours straight in disbelief and tears. That picturesque morning has never faded and I often wonder was the plane I watched passing the moon,one of the planes. My heart, my tears, and knowing the pain so many feel …”We shall Never Forget” We were one and now 20 years later our Government and all the Swamp creatures could care less. It boils my blood. BREAKS OUR HEARTS EVEN FURTHER.
God Bless these families, and our Home USA
❤???
I was on the George Washington Bridge. The CB lit up- someone said kamikaze’s hit the buildings.I knew instantly Jihadists were behind this. I reached over to my ruck pulled the HiPower out and put it in my lap. This stupid bridge is the worst place to be I thought. Probably gonna get hit next.
Back in 2001, Lucianne posted Shortcuts, which have morphed into Must Reads today. She posted them early each and every morning, meaning they were posted before the Towers were attacked. In retrospect, that first Shortcut of 9/11/2001 was eerie: “Troubled Skies: We begin the morning with one of our spy planes shot down over Iraq and Russian war planes buzzing our planes over the Pacific. Watch for calls today for no more Mr. Nice Guy. It’s time already.”
My ‘favorite’ (for lack of a better word) tidbit appeared two days later on Thursday: “The nightly news showed Clinton on the street here in New York. He was in front of Curry in the Hurry on Lexington Avenue miles from the scene or carnage. He had his arms around a comely, crying brunette holding a picture of a missing loved one. He was feeling her …..pain. Doing something for himself, not New York. Sorry, that may be crass but my loathing for his man requires medication. What, dear God, is he doing here in the first place?”
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September 11, 2018
I was home on medical leave for three months, drowsy from pain meds, turned on Fox because I watched it back then. They had video of the first hit and I saw the second as it happened. The tears were immediate and I don’t remember when they stopped. I found my old hymnal and cried and sang, God of Our Fathers….
Day off from college listening to radio early. As morning show went off the announcer said ‘some sort’ of plane. The toughest professor’s class, legal, was the best on Wed as it gave a few minutes to talk about the murders but they taught the next hour and a half. The Clinton administration helped pave the way. Whatever happened to the original ‘Path to 9/11’ before Disney edited it??????
I have Path To 9/11 on disc I copied from a vhs tape I recorded when it first aired.
Disney edited it? I always read that the show was forbidden to ever be aired again or put out on tape or disc. A Clinton demand of course.
If it was edited, is it or has it been aired again? Is the title the same or something different?
I was working on a big construction project in Boston when we first heard of a plane crashing into a building in NY. The managers of the project shut the job done rather quickly and sent us home. Standing on the subway platform, packed like sardines, the one thing I will never forget was the silence. Dead silence. Most people just looked at the ground. Many with tears streaming down their face. Same tears that are flowing now.
May God Bless America
Why was the US ever in Afganistan to begin with? Oh ya, Ike’s MIC teamed up with the Boosh Crime Fambly’s CeyeA for an attack on their own homeland on 9/11/2001….how soon we forget those little details
I upvoted a rooster that’s smart.
Rooster, help an ole lady out, English please. Way too early for a brain tease.?
“Eisenhower’s ‘military industrial complex’ teamed up with the Bush crime family’s CIA”
Thank you Amber!
The beauty of the English language and creative minds. Love it.
I was working for bank of america then and dealt with a guy on a daily basis who was on the 11th fl of WTC bldg 2. He told me afterwards that all of the older employees who had gone through the 1993 bombing did not hesitate to leave their desks and evacuate. I was scheduled for training in that same building the following week, of course that never happened.
true , those who had been there before stayed . Our company’s safety committee was meeting ABOVE the plane hit . They stayed , only one young woman left .She was the newest member and her boyfriend was in the other towere .She walked down to meet him . The entire committee died .At one funeral we were kneeling right behind Jennifer !!!!.Didn’t ever expect to see her again .She had just gotten married .
Rick Rescorla was 62 years old and dying of terminal bone marrow cancer on September 11, 2001. He was also working on the 44th floor of World Trade Center Tower 1 when a plane crashed into the building.
Rescorla, who had already gone through a terrorist attack in the same building near 20 years earlier, jumped into action. Running up and down 22 floors in the Morgan Stanley Dean Witter headquarters, he helped evacuate 2,700 of his fellow co-workers. He was last seen on the tenth floor, heading up to find more people, when the building collapsed with him inside.
Was getting ready to go to the University to teach my late am class when the first plane hit….heard the report on the radio, turned on the TV and watched in disbelief as the second plane hit. Taught the class…..then returned home to watch in further disbelief.
It is truly sad that, 20 years later, we are less safe from terrorists than we were on 9/11 20 years ago….1 year ago was a completely different story when Trump was in office.
I was working in an office across from St Patrick’s cathedral. My train that morning went right past WTC around 8:30 am. When I got out in midtown everyone was staring downtown at the smoke. When I got to the office I watched online what was happening. My brother worked in an office downtown facing the Towers and called. I could hear his office mates yelling as they watched people jumped. Once the Towers fell I was in shock. I worked in the south tower during the 93 bombing.
Soon after my building evacuated and I started the long walk home to Brooklyn. Had to first go downtown towards the Towers and then over the bridge. The silence was deafening. I turned back on the bridge to look at the towers and could not believe the scene. 5 people from our Boston office was on that plane. It was so sad as time went on and I learned of coworkers and neighbors who lost loved ones.
From my office window in the days to come I could see all the funerals at St Pat’s for the various firefighters. Such a sad time. 9/11 was certainly a day to never forget.
I had dropped off paperwork for my second job and was driving to my primary job. I thought the rock station morning show guys were tasteless….until I walked in and found the boss glued to the tv and his secretary bawling.
I turned on the TV and heard a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. My first thought was that it was an accident, like the 1945 crash of a B-25 bomber into the Empire State Building. When the second plane hit, I knew it was no accident. I was aware of the name Osama Bin Laden and when I heard he was responsible, I wasn’t surprised. I had recently seen a documentary about the WTC and I knew that about 25,000 people worked in each building. When the first tower went down, I said “Well, 25,000 people are dead”. When the second one went down, I said “Well, 50,000 people are dead”. As bad as 9/11 was, at least it wasn’t THAT bad.
Star Spangled Banner As You’ve Never Heard It
This is an excellent and timely reminder of America’s refusal to bend to tyranny, then and now. Thank you for posting.
I was at work but rushed home as soon as I could. My daughter was asleep when I burst into the house. We sat in front of the tv, tears flowing down our faces as we watched the burning, the people leaping from the building, the people’s faces of horror, the planes repeatedly hitting their targets, the jubilant dancing of another group, and the utter devastation and shock that someone would do this to others. Then there were the first responders. So many in and sometimes so few out. People calling their families to say goodbye. Bravery abound, sorry unlimited.
Most respect for you Bill for two reasons ,
Going against the narrative.
Having the guts to see the truth.
Going against The Narrative is good.
As “Mr. Jordan” in “Heaven Can Wait” observes: ‘The likelihood of one individual being right increases in direct proportion to the intensity with which others are trying to prove him wrong.’
It’s our Collectivist Enemies who indulge in GruppenTink.
But “The Truth”?
My thought about “The Je• behind the curtain” Great Cosmic Jewelry Banking Conspiracies is the simple logical fallacy of “If they are that powerful they are powerful enough to anticipate your ‘penetrating behind the curtain’ and plan for it; which means they are powerful enough not to have to bother.”
Never saw that got anywhere useful.
Now if the premise is that Someone in The House of Saud” was in on it, “The balance of Probabilities favors that premise.”
I was teaching fifth grade at a suburban intermediate school. My husband was out on a sales call and heard the news. He called our office secretary to tell her. She was busy with attendance and told him it was no big deal that a little plane hit a building in NYC. She hung up. He called her back to explain a few known details. She reported it to the principal. Then the day unfolded.
We were very close to Cleveland Hopkins airport, and almost within minutes, parents started rushing the school to retrieve their kids. Then the fighter jets started coming over. It was a very surreal morning. We were all terrified, sure that our nation was under attack on all fronts.
Our son was in his chemistry class, a room with windows open to the north, toward Lake Erie. They all noticed a very low-flying plane headed west, suddenly make a sharp turn to the east. It was flight 93.
We got through the day, with much smaller classes, as kids were taken home by their parents, but we did have a meeting after school. The focus was that we had to make sure our middle eastern students weren’t bullied by other students because of these attacks.
Getting ready for work.
My first day of a new, part time job, vision and hearing screening for preschoolers. Had FOX news on (almost always) and having coffee when the first plane hit. It got my attention and I sat down. Saw that second one come around and hit. I knew we were under attack. I called Daddy. Emotionally, in a split second, I regressed into a little girl looking for her daddy to protect her.
I knew I had to leave for work and did so. My first stop was a Christian nursery school, NO COINCIDENCE. When I arrived, I was given the news that the Pentagon was hit. The staff had gathered into a prayer circle and invited me to pray with them.
This nursery school was in NJ and many of the children had parents working in the Towers. Postponed the other appointments that day and remained at the school helping with the children and waiting for word. Most, not all, of the parents were ok, but made arrangements for others to retrieve their children. When I left, there were still 3 parents we had no word on.
I was working for Sprint in Reston, VA, and remember what a crisp, cloudless morning it was. We watched on TV as the towers burned. Our dept. director called a meeting to discuss our disaster recovery procedures. He was ex-Marine. I walked outside and noted how eerily quiet the skies were-our office was only 4 miles from Dulles International Airport and about 20 miles as the crow flies from the Pentagon and Reagan National Airport in DC.
By that time all flights were halted, but a lone fighter jet screamed across the sky. My only thought was “war”.
We lost an employee that day who was on top of one of the towers working on a communications antenna.
I was in the office at work 70 miles from NYC. There were 2 TVs always on with news in the center of the floor.
They thought it was a small airplane that accidently hit first tower. Was instantly apparent it was not an accident when tower 2 was hit. Then things got totally surreal as Pentagon & PA were hit.
I was so emotionally drained, that I left work and went to be with wife and kids (school was cancelled).
Even tho I didn’t know anyone killed or injured, it still haunts me to this day.