I was in Green Valley IL installing some commercial aluminum doors. Went to a gas station for lunch and heard the news. Saw the gas lines and prices start right away. Paid $8.00 a gallon for gas on my way home from work at a ''cash only'' gas station. Then got gas for free 3 days later after things calmed down some. That afternoon was kinds of the the first day we got shut down for corona - no one was out, no planes, people I did see at the gas station were looking at each other like no one knew what would happen next. Next day one of my buddies told me signed up with the Army.

I was watching the news and saw the first one hit. Spent the next few hours trying to get word from my nephew that was in the Merrill Lynch building across the street. He was ok but had the image of people leaping to their death imprinted on his mind.

Wife just sent me this:

Heard on the radio: I added a little.

Let’s remember 9/11 but celebrate 9/12. The unity that was America that day. The flags that were flown. The pride that burst from the country’s every pore. The love and support for every American. The feeling that God was present and all would be okay.

It would be nice to see that kind of pride again through out our country

My girlfriend was still in HS so I was up there visiting her, I had just joined the navy the previous year after the Cole attack was just about to head to GL.

I was sleeping as I had just gotten off of a night shift. Woke around 4pm-ish. Went over to see my neighbor before going into work again.
He told me the towers blew up. I was a bit confused as my neighbor's primary language is Spanish , but he speaks English decently. Sometimes his English is not that good and wasn't sure of what he meant. When I got to work , I found out exactly what had happened.

Side note- as I was writing this , a page came over my Firefighter pager at exactly 9:03. The page was a reminder of just what happened exactly 19 years ago at this exact time.

Was at camp hunting. Didn’t even know about it for 4 days when I hooked up the radio. Wasn’t until I came out at Christmas that I got to see images. That’s when it really sunk in.

I was grinding tree stumps in Dallas Texas. Heard it on the truck radio.

Many thanks to those who sacrificed in all areas.

Seems I remember one radio station would play bostons version of the "star spangled bannner" quite frequently

I was in agribusiness management class in the morning. By 3:00pm I was in an ambulance heading north to NYC.

We got staged just outside of the city until they realized it wasn’t going to be a rescue operation and it turned into a recovery...

Sad day for sure.

I had been scheduled to work with a customers tech in tower 1 floor 81. he canceled on Monday needed to take his wife to the doctor , Tuesday

lost 2 sites in tower 1 , the people made it out from both.

I was in my classroom, we watched it all day.
We are watching it now and will be teaching it all day today!

I had been skinning fish to make room in my freezers in preparation for our bear season and a bunch of bear hides needing to be frozen. I had just wiped off my hands and called my Pappy to wish him a happy 76th birthday. My Bride walked to the studio door from the house and said a plane had just hit the WTC. After getting off the phone with my step dad I went into the house and spent the rest of the day in front of the TV. We had a fighter jet swooping around by us a bit later in the day. Found out later it was forcing a small plane to land at a grass strip runway a short ways from the house. September 11th was never just the Old Man's birthday after that.

I was at Work...( Wal - mart) Sporting Goods, The TV's in Electronics next door were all showing the News....A very sobering moment All the employees and customers were back there watching.

Everyone was thinking WW3


Prayers throughout the day for the Survivors and families !!! And for all who took part as afterwords.

September 11, 2001.. Where were You??

That day started like many a September day in the baldies of Coke County, TEXAS for me. I left the house about daylight and drove to another ranch owned by my youngest brother to plow wheat ground. I serviced the tractor, checked the plow, and headed out.

I was just about through with a 30 acre patch, when I noticed a pickup, up in the water lot. It was my Great Uncle Corky (Carlton). He had never come out to the ranch, unless we were working sheep, so I knew something was up. So, I pulled up the plow and headed his way. He told me that I was needed back at the house, NOW. So, I killed the tractor and headed for the house in a hurry. Now, I didn’t have a radio on the tractor, once I got into the pickup and I realized something was going on. No one really knew what yet, but they said a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center Towers in New York City.

My Dad had terminal cancer. He was in the final stages, getting weaker by the day. He had woke up that morning, after I had left, and decided today was the day he was going to the Robert Lee Nursing Center. He had not told me but a few days earlier he had called and told them he would be coming and needed a room in a few days. He did not want to die at the ranch for fear that my Mother might not want to live in the house once he was gone.

Just as I got to the house, the second plane hit the other tower. We still didn’t really know what was going on, but my middle brother and I started loading stuff for Dad to take to the Nursing Center. We took his chair, a T.V., a loveseat, clothes, and some other stuff that we thought he might need.

Marc and I helped him to Mom’s vehicle, and off the town we went. Once getting to the Nursing Center, the people there checked him in. Part of that was to get his weight. Marc and I both helped him on the scales, and he weighted 211 pounds. Now, Dad was a big man, he usually stayed in the 270 range, but the cancer had just about eaten him up. He looked at Mom, with tears in his eyes, and told her she had never seen him so light, he weighted more than that as a Sophomore in high school.

We got him in his room and got all his stuff arranged. Hooked up the T.V. and started watching the news about the crashes. He told my brother and I, that it was just like listening to the Pearl Harbor attack when he was a kid.

We watched it for a while, then Dad asked us to find ESPN or something else, so we tried, but nothing else was on the T.V. It sort of upset him that, there was nothing else on. LOL… He was a sports nut, and said, cut it off if that is all they are gonna have on there today. Marc and I left to go work on something, I can’t even remember what, but we came back later, and he was watching baseball, and in a good mood again.

Dad lasted until September 24th, 2001. He died around 2 A.M. in the morning, with Mom, and his son’s by his side.

We buried him on September 26th, in a little country cemetery, about 5 miles from the house.

I for one will never forget what I did on September 11th, 2001.

Sitting on a towboat in Baton Rouge harbor. Ironically, we were in the exact same spot when the space shuttle Columbia blew up over Texas in 2003.

I was at my cabin in N Idaho , getting ready for work. Saw the beginnings of it on the TV, at first thought it was some distasteful ad for a si-fi movie . I was late for work, in a trance , trying to assimilate what I had seen, and what to do to plan for days ahead.

Arriving at work, my employer was very upset, she couldn't say a word. She ushered me to her couch, where we sat and watched the news again, in silence. After a bit, she sent me back to my cabin , with full payment for a day's work anyway. She had no heart for work .

I remember I was getting ready for Court standing in front of the TV, tying a tie and shaking my head in disbelief. Felt like a repeat of OKC 1995 but on a much bigger scale.

Thinking of all that were lost.

I had the day off from the Ford dealership because I had a dentist appointment that afternoon in OKC. Decided to take advantage of the day off and do some morning dove hunting. Was driving between one place and the next and heard it all on the radio. Went to OKC that afternoon and the gas stations were sky high and had cars lined up all the way up the off ramps. Complete pandemonium. Sad sad day.

I was on my 7 off and camping back in the back country and didn't even know till about the 14th.
Thank you to all the service men and women that serve this great country.
To everyone always remember 9/11 it can happen that fast.

Got home from graveyard shift for some reason I turned on the tv instead of going to sleep. Tower 1 burning. Watched live the 2nd plane hit people jumping out. Stayed up watching all day

I was sitting on the floor, in my house in Dayton, Ohio boxing around 1200 quail eggs to ship, with the TV on. I had just got back from Washington State early that morning, from my brothers wedding. A Cooper's hawk hit the top of my flight cage, on my pigeon loft causing a commotion, just as the live footage showed the second plain hitting. WPAFB started sending up massive numbers of aircraft shortly thereafter. I remember thinking we are now at war and that we need to pound an enemy into oblivion, so hard, that no one ever dares to attack us again.

Keith