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Forever remember the 11th of September!!

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Kid1620

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Ten years ago today I was sitting in my seventh grade science class wondering what video game would be fun to play when I got home from school. Then I see another teacher come into the class room and tell my teacher something. She turns on the TV and I see the World Trade Centers one smoking. Out of the corner of the TV an airplane comes into the picture and crashes into the second tower. This moment is burned into my mind and I will never forget that feeling of saddness for all the people that were in the planes and in the towers. The next thing I know the pentagon is hit by another plane. At this point I didn't understand what was going on. The intercom system comes on the principal tells the teachers to turn the TVs off.

That was all I know until a couple of hours later when the school was called for an assembly in the gym. It was there that learned that truth about what was going on and that truth was a group of people that wish nothing but harm on everyone that doesn't believe what they do are waging a war on our way of life. That act of terror changed my life I'm now more patriotic then I ever thought I could be. I love this country more then life itself. If I could serve in our military I would but I can so I serve in a different way. I'm a truck driver. It may not be the most glorious job but it's a necessity that out country needs. I thank all the men and women that serve our country. I thank all the first responders that risk and gave their lives to help on this tragic day. You are what makes this country so great. Thank you to every person that believes that the United States is the best place in the world to live. Thank you to every one that doesn't live here that help us as a country in our time of need.

WIth out all of us this country wouldn't be what it is today.

USA. USA. USA.


If you want to please post your story of septmeber 11th 2001
 
First Thank you.
I am a Paramedic. I did my ride along for my Paramedic education with NY EMS in 1996. I knew several of the responders that died that day. All I could think was I NEEDED to get there. So many people wanted to help they were turning us away.
I had gotten home from my 24hr shift and went to sleep. Got a call to turn on my TV, to watch the second plane strike. Was thinking "hey this is a cool trailer for a movie" Slowly realizing this was actually happening. Spent the entire day watching the events unfold thinking " Who did this?" Everyday even now I think everytime people go why are we still fighting in the middle east looking for everyone of these "extremists", and I say "Do you remeber, Do you care, Are you that fickle?" I WILL NEVER FORGET. If I was young enough to go myself I would. "FREEDOM IS NOT FREE" You have to fight for it, protect it, from inside and outside. We have are problems in the USA, but it still the best place to be.
To all those risking all to protect that freedom, My thanks, My prayers, My support.
 
mate... i am in sydney, australia i remember sitting on teh couch flicking channels looking for a movie or something interesting to watch late that night. came across the footage and even saying to my lady, 'hey babe, this movie looks full on'. unfortunately turned out not to be a movie! not something i want to find on tv again anytime soon, or ever.
 
I was 2 stops away from going under the towers when they stopped the A train I was on. The Mass transit people wouldn't tell us what was going on. We resumed the rat race trying to get to our jobs on time by taking other trains on the were still running on the 6th avenue line. I arrived at another transfer point at union square, where this couple gets on the train sensationalizing the events and talking about bodies on fire jumping from the windows in ghetto fashion. We half dismissed it as crazy talk from the typical wackos you come across on the subway each morning.
I finally got to work to find out what happened.The office tuned into tvs and cnn.com getting the details. I called everyone I knew that worked in the area.(my mother worked in 7 world trade (they evacuated and she made it out), uncle had just finished a job there 2 days before and was working cross town. My aunt had just been laid off 1 month prior (she worked in the world financial center in the trade center).

Being the college I work in was a federal building. They shut us down and kicked everyone out into the street. The trains had been stopped completely and no one knew when they were starting again. Cell phone service was down mostly. With that. I cinched up my pack, tightened the laces on my boots and started the 13 mile walk home.

We all started as one that day, on a walk we didn't know if we could finished. Before you knew it, you looked around and you were part of a group... Everyone bonded by the sadness, the fear, the pain and yet the numbness that we all felt as we tried to take in what happened. We began our walk across the bridge, communicating in odd facial expressions and shrugs....before long we started taking up for one another. Women took of their heels and were helped along as the cut their feet on the asphalt and steel gratings on the bridge, some of us looking after the older people and carrying their stuff in addition to our own....wandering down the middle of a completely empty bridge that would never have a chance for the asphalt to cool any other day of the year. We could see the smoke and outline of what was left of the buildings on the horizon to our right. Just then, a fully armed black military choppper slowly hovered overhead. The side door open, guns manned and crew looking down on us before continuing on. It was so surreal. At that moment we were all afraid, tired, saddened and exhausted... but at the same time, I think we were never more proud to be Americans. With that, we found the strength to finish the remaining miles and walk across the bridge.

I left work at about 11am that day, I didn't get home till about 430 and hugged my mom who already made it home when they resumed train service. My legs sore from the journey, a wet V shaped stain down the front of my T shirt and a hole worn through one of the bottom of my timberlands... I still have those boots clothes and surplus ALICE pack, I never wore them again... just sealed them in plastic for some inexplicable reason and put them away... There are better ways to remember, I suppose...

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I was hammered drunk in a bar stationed in S.Korea a fat guy with a ponytail and leather hat came in and told us America was under attack, miraculous how quickly you can run in tight wranglers cowboy boots and carrying a girl over your shoulder!!! Spent the next two weeks fortifying a Base Entry Control Point took bout two days to sober up! They let us drunk people take an hour nap to "sober up" before arming us up but all we did was watch the news and try to get ahold of family on lines that were so crowded they wouldn't go through!!! Took days to finally get a call through to the states!!!!
 
I was attending automotive tech training at ATI just down the road from Love Feild airport in Dallas. We were in the middle of a test when a office worker came in an told the teacher to turn on the tv. We spent he rest of class watching it on tv. The streets were full of people walking from the airport trying to find a ride because the Taxi system was flooded.
 
My mom was in the towers the day before they went. She was in meetings all weekend there and Sunday night she flew back here to Oregon. Monday morning was when the towers were hit. SCARY FEELING!

I WONT FORGET

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Some lyrics from one of my favorite toby keith songs. nuff said here.

American girls and American guys, will always stand up and salute.
We'll always recognize, when we see ol' glory flying,
There's a lot of men dead,
So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our heads.
My daddy served in the army where he lost his right eye,
But he flew a flag out in our yard 'til the day that he died.
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me.
To grow up and live happy in the land of the free.

Now this nation that I love is fallin' under attack.
A mighty sucker-punch came flying in from somewhere in the back.
Soon as we could see clearly through our big black eye,
Man, we lit up your world like the fourth of July.

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,
And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.
And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,
When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.
And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.
Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS AND NEVER FORGET THE ONES THAT NEVER CAME BACK!
 
i was at home with my wife and 3 week old baby. if it wasnt for him, i would have been enlisting that afternoon; as it was i almost did anyway. it was so hard not to.
 
In my ROTC class. Watched my 1st Sargent answer a cell call, which was odd because he hated cell phones. He grabbed his bag with his BDUs in it and ran out. Never saw him until last year. Defiantly a day no one will ever forget.
 
Never forget. America came back stronger. My thoughts and prayers with those who died that day and their families. God bless America.
 
I was 17, joined the national guard because of it. I'm still in kicken ass 10 years later.
 
I was in 5th grade on that day, school got cut short and i remember going home and watching the news and not really knowing what was going on. I wont ever forget what i remember of that day and hope all those who died can rest in peace.
 
It was a very emotional weekend watching all the TV shows recapping the events...It's hard to believe it was ten years ago.
 
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