313 20 70359 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: On September 10th, 2001 I buried my father. His death was sudden and quite unexpected. I had held up rather well under the circumstances but my heart was broken and grief had overwhelmed me. Because I was executor of his estate, my first duty on September 11th was to go to my lawyer's office for help in settling his estate. I had gotten up pretty early and went out on my front porch for a smoke. As I was sitting there, a neighbor boy ran from the house across the street from me to another house screaming "Those $%@!^&*'s they have blown up the building." I didn't pay him any mind because he never made much sense to me anyway. I went on out to my lawyer's office and in the course of the conversation, she said, "In light of what has happened to our country today, you need to think of your financial future." I was puzzled at this comment and asked what she meant. She gave me the bad news about the attack and I was paralyzed with disbelief. Then I remembered my neighbor's ranting as he ran across the street earlier in the morning. That is what he was talking about. I finished my business with the lawyer and went to consumer credit to conductmore of my Dad's unfinished business. When I walked in the door there were no employees in the front office. They were all huddled around a small television in a private area for employees only. I disregarded the partition separating the TV room from the front office and found myself watching in horror with them. They hadn't even noticed that I didn't belong there. As we watched the second tower being struck I remember thinking "This is not a movie - those are real people in that plane and in that building". Suddenly, my thoughts turned to the lose of my Dad and the grief I felt at his unexpected death. My own fears and feelings seemed so small in comparision to what my fellow countrymen were experiencing in New York City. I remember trying to put myself in the place of those people running so hard down the streets away from the smoke and choking dust that chased them when the towers fell. I tried to imagine how it would feel to know I was going to die in those planes in just a few minutes'time. It was not imaginable. The world as I know it changed that day. I was joined in my personal grieving by thousands who lost loved ones and millions who watched helplessly as our great nation was attacked. Today, September 11, 2002, as we remembered the events of last year, tears flowed openly as our radio stations played songs written about bravery, God in the stairwells, last kisses goodbye and a proud nation filled with grief for the loss of those we have never met. School children gathered to remember our "real heros" - the public servants who risk their lives for others every day. Business people all over America wore red, white and blue and drove to work with their headlights shining. We won't soon forget this sad day in history when America woke up and realized how precious is our way of life and how much we love our country. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: It was about 7:30-7:45 Central Standard Time. I'm a Spanish teacher and I was preparing for the coming class. I decided to turn on the television and show a film before class started. When I turned on the televison my student and I noticed a building on fire. We thought it was some type of movie or some old footage. The tv had a lot of static and the volume was low. He said that it looked like one of the Towers in New York. I thought that was impossible that one of the towers of the World Trade Center could be on fire. At about 8:30 to 8:45 a teacher ran into my class and told me that a plane hit the world trade center and that it was possibly an attack. I turned on the televison and we all watched the tragedy. The kids could not believe it. There were sure that war was eminent. "We're going to bomb them" the students said. "They're not going to get away with this." The students somehow did not understand the magnitude of this incident. As adults we believe that the U.S is the greatest country in the world. Understanding that with greatness comes great responsiblity. And to see one of our great structures hit and thousands of people killed showed us that we are not as safe as we all thought. After my class was over I spoke to my colleague who is a German teacher. She cried. "How could this happen," she said. "These kind of things just don't happen here." It was scary for us all. It is still scary today. How can we trust again. How will we heal. The theme, "We Shall Never Forget" touched my heart. I will never forget this and my children and their children will never forget this. It's weird how an incident like this brings everyone together as a nation. It shows you who you really are. I'm an American, I was born an American and I will die an American. This is my country and this is my home. I'm proud to be a part of this great country. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story5933.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I was sitting in my living room watching CBS when they broke in to say there was a fire at the WTC. I watched the whole event unfold. I prayed for the safety of all involved. At the realization of what had really happened, I cried, I hugged my daughters close and I prayed for the lives lost, for the lives that were forever changed, for all the loss yet to come. I was numb. I could not imagine why this had to be. The lack of value that someone had on human life, that could so heartlessly take so many away in such a manner. I attended a church service that evening. There were many there. We wept and prayed and wept some more. It was a very quiet service. No one smiled or talked, we just silently comforted each other. Our pastor barely made it through his first sentence before he broke down in tears before us. He was still stuggling for answers while he was being called to lead his congregation.The fact that anyone could even attempt to justify these actions made us sickened us. A kind and just and loving God would never request of anyone to commit such an act of destruction and violence, and devastation. The true character of the American people has shone through and I have never been prouder to be an American than I have been this past year. I have watched a self serving country turn into a selfless community working together to help each victim of this horrific attack. I will always remember the footage that is now etched in my mind. I honor thse who died and I pray for their families and all the lives they touched. May God bless America! 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: It started out like any other day. When I finished my shower, and walked up front, my mom told me that a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Centers. I had not heard of them, and asked several questions about them. The phone rang, and she went out front to get somthing out of the car when the second plane hit the second tower. I went running outside to tell my mom what had happened. She was talking to a neighbor when I interrupted. Mom, I yelled, a plane just hit the other building. The people on the T.V. say that we are being attacked by terriorist. She turned around and said that they were speculating, and that it probably wasn't true. I went back inside to see what else happened, and saw a plane had crashed into the Pentagon. Later I saw that the plane that crashed on the way to the White House. All the things made me very nervous. Later that afternoon, I remember my mom saying, "We need to get a gun. There is a good chance that somthing will happen during the night, and we need to be prepared." We never got a gun, but I will never forget what happened this day. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story11329.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: A Volunteer's Story I arrived in New York Friday night, three days after it experienced the most horrific act of terror in the history of mankind. I visited the World Trade Center two years ago and the scale of what happened on September 11 still refused to register in my mind. I was trying to catch the news after my 10-hour drive from Detroit, while being stuck in a tremendous traffic jam on the George Washington Bridge, which connects New Jersey and Manhattan. But the city had already recovered from the initial shock and all the radio stations were back to music. However, the feeling was not peaceful at all. The city was swarming with military and police, and the emergency could be felt everywhere. And while we were crawling across the bridge, all the drivers were looking to their right, where several miles away from us, among the contours of the skyscrapers, a giant cloud of smoke, lit with spotlight beams, was still rising to the sky. From Brighton Beach in Brooklyn, where I stayed at my friend's place, I was taking the subway to get to Ground Zero, the place of the rescue work. Lower Manhattan was closed and the train passed it without stops. Journalists and reporters formed a many-hour line to the central Police Department for the press passes. Even with these, the media was not allowed closer than several hundred yards to the place of the tragedy. The phone lines had been damaged, and the technicians from Verizon were installing mobile phone booths, but they hardly worked. It seemed that soldiers and police didn't have strict instructions on whom to allow at the site. While some let me go through without asking questions, others would look at my volunteer tag and turn me away. Together with other volunteers we were delivering water and ice to Ground Zero from Seamen's Church Institute, which became one of the suppliers of food, equipment and medical aid to the rescue workers. On the space between Vesey, Church and Liberty streets, we were assembling the supplied respirators, while doctors from the American Red Cross were demonstrating their proper usage. A day before that, on my way to New York, in a little town of DuBois, Pennsylvania, I bought rubber boots, a fluorescent jacket, work gloves, and protective goggles. I could have as well not bought it. Donations from the whole country, distributed by the Red Cross and the Salvation Army, provided rescue workers, police, firemen and volunteers with everything needed, from hot meals to underwear, to shovels and flashlights. I met people. Tshimsus Jesus, a Congo student from a New York college, worked as a volunteer on the Ground Zero starting the day after the disaster. Olya, a girl originally from Ukraine, worked a twelve-hour night shift serving food and removing dirty dishes in the mobile kitchen. Kenny was the operator of a huge, 200-ton crane that stretched 300 feet over the ruins. The work was progressing slowly, Kenny said. All the actions were coordinated between the fire department, police, FBI and construction team. The first tower fell through two stories of the mall and three floors of the parking lot located underneath. Its top, having slid to the side, smashed through the eight floors of U.S. Customs building, and damaged WTC building #7, the 47-story skyscraper at the intersection of Vesey street and West Broadway, which fell Tuesday night. Welders cut steel beams apart in order to fit in the dump trucks. Out of millions of tons of rubble, only 40 thousand had been removed. Even after several days of the catastrophe, the ruins were still burning. The smoke could be seen many miles away. Through this smoke you sometimes couldn't see the New York Telephony building, from which day and night the fire pumps were pouring water to extinguish the internal inferno. In the darkness, you could see the flames shimmering in the ruins. It would be a long time before this gigantic, devilish cake cools down. The shifts of rescue workers and firemen were resting on the plaza in front of building number five. On the other side, The Millennium Hilton hotel was gaping with its torn facade letters and broken windows, while peaceful white curtains blew in the breeze. From time to time a group of firemen would pass, through the lines of troops, toward the remnants of the second tower. I also passed the lines, giving out respirators, looking for those who didn't have them. I rose up the stairs, passed by what used to be a granite sculpture at the plaza entrance and approached the edge of the pit, where the firemen and police stood. It was the most monstrous and surreal view I will ever see. There was a gigantic foundation pit, filled to the brim with mutilated metal. There was no concrete. The gigantic cloud filling Manhattan was from the buildings' concrete floors, pulverized into dust, which settled as a thick gray layer on the roads, sidewalks and buildings for many blocks away. Excavators and bulldozers were removing rubble from near the hills of chaos. Orange tapes, stretched across to keep people away from the carcinogenic asbestos dust, separated the onlookers. Across the street, in a field kitchen on the first floor of a house with broken windows and crashed ledges, a generator supplied light. There was no running water. Inside, it was noisy from the voices of the many who dined there, but from time to time an order was heard from the street and the silence reigned. In this silence, the dog-accompanied rescue workers, who were climbing over the five-story tall ruins, froze listening, trying to catch the voice from underneath. No survivors were ever found. Bodies were - scorched, torn apart, without arms, legs, eyes. To keep the air clean, the bodies were put away, into the Brooks Brothers store, where they were later picked up by ambulances. Near hospitals and churches all over Manhattan the walls were covered with photographs of the missing. The Armory at 26th and Lexington was turned into a center for families of the victims. Crowds of people were always there. There were lots of photos and lots of names - American, Spanish, Greek, Chinese, Russian, the list goes on. It was beyond comprehension to look at the mountains of disfigured metal and think that there might still be people whose last memory was that of a crazy, unstoppable fall into a tornado of steel and concrete. I wanted to believe that the surrounding structures would stand firm while the hopes and forces were aimed at finding miraculous survivors. http://www.doblevych.com Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story9314.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: September 11th began as a very happy day for me. Just two months earlier, I had resigned from a hectic job as an associate at a large law firm and was still revelling in the wonderful feeling of having some down time. I got up and made breakfast for my husband and sister, and saw them off to work at their respective offices in downtown Washington, D.C. I spent the morning puttering around the house, and still had not gotten dressed for the morning by 8:30 a.m. when I wandered into our bathroom to do a little tidying up and organizing. I flipped on the radio to the country music station where the Lee Greenwood song about "Proud to be an American" was playing. I thought twice for a second, because the radio rarely plays that song unless it's the Fourth of July or something tragic has happened. I continued tidying, singing along with Greenwood as he belted out "And I'm proud to be an American, for at least I know I'm free, and I won't forget the men who died, and gave that right to me, and I'd gladly stand up, next to them, and defend that right today, . . . God bless the U.S.A." And as the song closed the D.J. came on and reported that a plane had apparently crashed into the side of the World Trade Center. My heart stopped and still holding the glass I had in my hand, I froze and just stared at the clock radio. And then, almost without a human concious thought, I knelt down on the tile floor to pray. Despite not being a terribly religious person, I prayed and prayed for everyone in that airplane. I prayed for their families. At that point, I had no idea that our nation would need the prayers of the world for that which we were to endure. I went straight to the living room to turn on the television. Every station was covering the World Trade Center. There it was, on fire. Watching it there on television was truly surreal. Saddened and dismayed, I called my husband to let him know what was going on. He had already read the news on the Internet but had not yet seen television coverage. As we hung up, I flipped the channel to the local television station which was covering the WTC. Suddenly, the local station flipped to its television traffic camera, which was located on the highway that runs along by the Pentagon. A news reporter came on "live" and was frantically reporting in a completely unrehearsed story that something had just exploded or a bomb had gone off or a plane had hit the Pentagon. The traffic camera operators had seen it happen. I remember trying to add up all the events in my head, clicking through them at light speed. Watch t.v. Dial cell phone to husband. Cell lines busy. Run for cordless phone on land line. Dial cordless and cell phone simultaneously. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I got Ryan on the phone. I was nearly histarical, begging him to get out of his office building (on K street, next to the IMF and World Bank buildings). I have never, in all my 28 years (at that time), felt such panic for my family. Ryan was calm and thinking through everything. Was it safer to stay put or leave? Some of his colleagues had seen the plane crash into the Pentagon from his office building. I could see the office scene playing out in my head: People milling around. Talking. Coffee. I can't believe it. As if in slow motion. But in my mind I was in hyper-gear, crying and begging him to get out of the building because there could be more to come. At that point, my mother-in-law clicked in on the call waiting and said "are you guys ok" and I replied through tears "I've got him on the other line. He can see the smoke coming out from his office!" She replied "oh my God" and hung up the phone before I could say anything else. I found out later that she did not know at that time about the Pentagon, and therefore assumed that Ryan was in New York and possibly in the WTC because he is often there for long periods of time closing business deals. She spent the next long minutes praying the prayer that only a parent can pray. I clicked back to Ryan and he assured me he was making plans to exit the building, but he wanted to be sure he would be safer outside than inside. He had his bike at the office, as he often commutes to work on his bike, and he would just ride home. With that settled, we turned immediately to my sister --- all this time, I had been speed dialing her cell phone in desperation. Her office was behind the Ronald Reagan building in downtown D.C. Ryan and I decided that he would come home, and as he did I would work on contacting Viv (my sister), and when were all safely home we'd get in our truck and high tail it to the mountains. I was to stock the car with all our camping gear, pack a cooler, and fill both cars with gasoline. Finally, after what seemed a lifetime, I got through to my sister. She was fine, hearing her voice was like a sweet melody in a dream. Looking back on it, and as I watched person after person report what it was like to have had contact or not have had contact with their loved ones, I cried inside for them, because here we were in Washington, near danger but not in any immediate danger as it turned out . . . and yet that sweet melody of her voice. Despite her being four years my senior, my sister was hesitant on the phone --- saying "well, I'm not sure what they want us to do or whether they are going to close the office." I exploded into my lawyerly demonstrative voice, saying "get yourself out of there and home now, please, I'm begging you." My urgency seemed to affect her, and she began making her way home then. Getting everyone reassembled took time. My sister began walking from her office, stopping by my husband's office to retrieve his running shoes as they wear the same size. She walked and walked, calling us from her cell phone every so often to report her progress. Meanwhile, Ryan cycled home and I frantically threw camping gear into the Land Cruiser. I remember seeing our neighbor, an older woman who is now a grandmother. We just held each other and wept in the parking lot of our condominium. She was leaving to go to her daughter's house. I remember her saying she could not be alone that day. My self-defense mode was so high that day. I was convinced all the sky was falling. I urged her to be careful in making her way to her daughter's home. I talked to the garbage collector man that morning too. We had never spoken before. But that morning we had a common bond. I remember him saying "there's bombs going off everywhere." Well, luckily that was not quite the case, but his instincts were right. We told each other to be careful and shook hands. Ryan got home a few minutes later and in his adreline rush said "are we ready to go?" I said "not without my sister" and he immediately replied "of course, let's go get her" and we did just that. We sped down 66 as far as we could get to the D.C.-Virginia border, where police had blocked the roads. Streams of people were walking home. People in suits and ties, just walking along, person after person. Finally we saw Viv and I ran to her and just hugged her. We made our way back home. How strange it was for us all to be home on a work day. The sun was bright and we were all just stunned and thankful to be at home. We discussed whether to actually go to the mountains to hide out. In the end, we decided we were probably safer just staying put. I remember Ryan saying "I think they're done for today." I still think about his comment now, a year later, on so many levels. His comment was correct --- they were done terrorizing the nation for the day. But even in the immediacy of the moment, my husband was already thinking to the future . . . that there could or would be days other than today when we'd be at risk. His comment for me was a defining moment, a moment that marked the end of my fight or flight response of the events of the morning, and the beginning of this new and never ending chapter of acknowledging our vulnerability as a nation. We spent the rest of the morning watching the news accounts of the towers falling. It was just so unbelievable. We called our family members. My mom was listening to accounts on the radio, but couldn't yet bring herself to turn on the television. I cried to my dad and we talked and talked. He has such wisdom. He was already talking about the Blitz bombings in London that he'd lived through, and how we would make it through this as a nation. We got a hold of Ryan's parents and reassured them we were all fine. As the day wore on, other friends called. Some of them ones we don't hear from very often. Just wanting to verify we were ok. Did you know anyone affected? I felt so funny answering that. We are all affected! And I felt thankful and yet guilty when I answered "no, we don't know of any friend or family member injured or missing or dead." Our little house reacted differently to the events of the day, yet we were all dealing with the tragedy in our own way. My husband eventually turned to his work, setting up his laptop at the dining room table. My sister went to play a game of tennis with her boyfriend. At the time, I was furious with them both for doing anything other than mourning and trying to make sense of the day. But that was my way of dealing with it, that day, in full force, and I later realized that everyone deals with tragedy differently --- that they too were profoundly saddened and moved but they were recharging their emotional batteries so they could comfort me --- as I would later do for them. I realized how much my husband processes emotional things even while he is working. A true multi-tasker. My sister can only take so much of these major issues at one time, but she is such a strong soldier for the "duration" of emotional pains and has always taken care of me without a thought for herself. The day faded into night, nothing but a fog. We had the television on up in Viv's room, the news showing people with photos of family members begging for any news. One woman was our age and had a wedding photo of her husband. I broke down and wept again for her. Eventually, my sister turned off the t.v. and said we had to collect ourselves and go get some dinner. We all set out in the car, and for the first time in all our time living in the D.C. area, the streets were empty. Tysons mall was closed, lights were off, there was no traffic anywhere. Tysons and Falls Church were like a ghost town. We finally ended up at "Chicken Out" and I ate for the first time since that morning. The food just all sort of mushed around in my mouth. I can't really remember what I ate, but it was smooth like mashed potatoes or soup. I couldn't take anything beyond that. We went home again and got ready for bed. My husband and I just held each other, and I lit a candle. Sort of a personal vigal of sorts. I don't remember falling asleep. My body just finally shut itself down. The next day I woke up feeling numb and disoriented. For a split second I asked myself whether it had really happened? And before my rational brain could say yes, my stomach answered with that same knot from the day before. That was the only answer I needed. It was real, and would stay real. We donated money to the United Way funds, splitting our donation between New York and D.C. We wanted to give blood, but soon learned so sadly that there was apparently not nearly the need for it that had been anticipated. Could we pack anything up for the relief workers? Turns out dealing with all the donations was becoming a logistical nightmare. I wrung my hands at the inability to DO something, ANYTHING. We set about finding flags for our cars. We made little red, white and blue ribbon pins for our lapels. At least that was something. Every bridge in D.C. and Virginia around where we live had flags and posters up. Some of the tiny silver lining in all of this was beginning to show through. The next few months would be an education for us, and for a lot of the country I suppose. Suddenly the world felt smaller. The newspaper articles about things in foreign lands mattered a lot more. I knew I needed to educate myself much more than I had in the past about muslims and Islam, the Middle East, and terrorism in general. I spent a lot of time reading anything I could get my hands on about terrorism. I began to have nightmares about bioterrorism. I emailed the CDC and Virginia health care workers about getting vaccinated against small pox and anthrax. The return emails alone were enough to convince me that my family and I, as members of the general public, were sitting ducks. Should we sell our house, located just outside D.C.? Should we go ahead with our plans to move abroad for two years for Ryan's work? Should we bring a baby into this world? I wanted answers to all of these questions, but they wouldn't come right away. And questions like those were second to the suffering and tragedy of all of the victims. There were days I felt angry, days I felt sad, days I felt vulnerable, days that I wept for our country. I tried, and actually today -- a year later, still do, pray for individuals when I hear their stories. Each could have been me or my family --- but the more important thing is that it was someone, and everyone in this world is important and so undeserving of such a cowardly, stupid, despicable human act. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story8119.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: That morning as I was working on some reports I received a call from my mother. She asked me if I was listening to the news on the radio. I had my radio off at the time so I asked her what was going on...she said something just hit the WTC. I thought she might be mistaken, but I turned on my radio. This was just as the first plane hit. I told my co-worker what just happened and we pulled out our TV from the storage area. We turned it on and began to view the most horrific event we had ever witnessed. We sent an email to all the employees in the company and they rushed to every conference room and training room where TVs were available. I work for a General Aviation company so it was a major impact to our business. Our executives where immediately on the phone with each of our bases throughout the country. Meanwhile we sat in our office staring at the TV as if it was some Hollywood movie. Some cried, some got mad, some could not watch, some just stared in complete silence. When the second plane hit, the posibility of an "accident" scenario was destroyed. We stared in horror! We could say nothing, but why is this happening? Are we under attack? The media began to report that all planes were grounded. I stared out my window on the 14th floor and searched the sky for planes. Then the pentagon was hit. Another plane down. Finally the first tower colapsed! All I could do was cry. I just kept saying, "they're still in there, they're still in there! My God all those people! They couldn't get out!" Everyone was in such a state that we were sent home at around noon. I spent the rest of the day calling my family in Puerto Rico and trying to reach my relatives in NYC. It would be 3 weeks before we could get through to our relatives in NYC. Thankfully they were OK. They had seen the whole event from the window of their apartment. For the first few weeks I had recurring nightmares of walking through the ruins and seeing people hurt and screaming for help, the smoke so thick that I could barely see. I would wake up shacking and crying unable to fall asleep again for the rest of the night. Our business was paralysed for a month. We still haven't gotten to our feet entirely. I have flown since then 3 times. I must admit I didn't feel afraid. Somehow through this experience I was able to get back in touch with my spirituality and have gain a sort of calm. I know that no matter what happens we will be OK. I pray that we will never have to go through anything so tragic ever again and hope that tomorrow the leaders of all countries and rebel groups will gain the compasion and understanding to see that killing is not the answer to any question or conflict. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story1174.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: At the time, I only worked Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays. After watching Monday night football, I preferred to sleep in on Tuesdays. I was sound asleep when the phone rang at 9:19 a.m. central time. I answered, figuring it might be the office calling. My friends and family knew better than to call me before noon. It was my mother. She wanted to know if I knew what was going on there. There, I took to mean California, where she lives. I said no. She then responded incoherently. All I heard were the words "tearing up the East Coast." It still being hurricane season, I figured one had come out of nowhere and was destroying the East Coast. I told Mom to slow down, I couldn't understand her. She again asked me if I knew what was going on, since I always watched the news. I said, I had been asleep until she called so had no clue what was going on. She became incoherent again. I told her to hang on, I would go turn on the tv. I did. The South tower had already come down and I saw the fire engulfing the north tower. My first though "Oh my God, it's a Tom Clancy novel." I got on the phone with my mother in tears. Right about then the North tower came down. I babbled the news incoherently to my mother. Now, she was telling me to slow down. I said I would call her back. I hung up and called the office to make sure they knew. One of the attorneys I worked with was from New York City and still had family and friends there. I then called my mother back, while getting online. We talked a bit a more. Then I called the rest of my family, including my grandmother in Florida. Nobody was near ground zero or the Pentagon, but still I felt the need to check in. I also cancelled my plans to go the State Bar archives that day. I was later informed the building was evacuated anyway, since it is near the State Capitol here in Austin. While I was checking in and checking things out online, I heard about the call to ground all planes. But one was missing. One was down in Pennsylvania and no one knew at this time whether it was the missing plane or if there was another flying bomb out there. There were updates ont he whereabouts of the President. Who knew we had an Air Force base in Barksdale, Louisiana? As I told my mother, I want him [the President] tucked somewhere safe like Cheyenne Mountain. Too bad we closed that base. I know the politicaians wanted him back in Washington, but safety was more important than looks to me at this point. He could lead just as well from South Dakota as from the White House. The comparisons to Pearl Harbor were immediate for me. I had seen the movei "Pearl Harbor" the previous May and loved it. I also wondered how the people reacted to the horror and the everyday aftermath. Now I know. I would have preferred to learn about it from the historical record. Then I got what had to be the most personally scary news. The Girl Scout network had swung into action with offers going to airports to get any stranded Scouts or their families. I posted on the Girl Scout list, I was willing to go the Austin airport to get anyone stranded. A friend saw my post and sent me a reminder that a mutual friend worked in the Pentagon and no one had heard from her. We were frantic. Thankfully, she had been travelling that week and was in the Netherlands when the plane struck. Okay, she was stuck in Europe, but she was alive. I was able to give blood that day by getting to the blood center early. At the time, we thought there would be thousands of injured and blood would be desperately needed. All in all, it was a surreal day. I was actually glad to go back to work on Thursday to get away from the tv. I suffered from panic attacks for a couple weeks afterwards, but then I decided to not give in to the fear. I wanted my life back and those terrorists would not take it away from me. Also, believe it or not, reading about how Londoners survived the Blitz during World War II helped. These people endured bombings for weeks at a time, not just one day. Thousands of men, women and children were killed. If they could survive and go on to win the war, so could America survive September 11, 2001. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: Sept.11 This is a day that will be etched in our memories forever, much like the attack on Pearl Harbor and the assasination of Kennedy. We have always read about these incidents, but we have never fully grasped the concept of living through one of these tragedies. Now as we find ourselves in this place, we must give thanks that we have been spared from this tragedy. When I found out about the attacks I was horrified, I sat in my classroom and watched the buildings fall. I told myself that I have to remember this moment, because I will one day be telling this story to my children. When I heard that a plane had hit the Pentagon I burst out crying because my brother, Jack, who was in the army was stationed in WAshington D.C. The next 24 hrs. were torture for my family, we didn't know where Jack was and if he was safe. During that time I felt the emotions that the people who lost their loved ones felt. Luckily my brother was not in the Pentagon during the attack, but because of this attack he will soon be sent to the Middle East, and I fear for him greatly. I leave with the words that we have continually heard since the attack but I feel the strength behind them...."God Bless America" Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story8338.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I work for Morgan Stanley and had started work at 8am that day. Everything was rolling along as usual when all of a sudden around 8:45 we started hearing a sound like someone was pelting the side of a house with snowballs. It was hitting along the windows and we saw thousands of pieces of paper flying by. At first we thought it was some kind of joke like someone had dumped confetti off the observation deck on the roof, but then we saw that a lot of this paper was on fire. Next thought was that a bomb had gone off either in the other building or in ours and all of us started heading for the stairwells. At 2 flights per floor we were looking at 136 flights of stairs covering about 800 feet, a lot when you want to be out of the building RIGHT NOW. I was surprised and happy to find no one panicking, everyone was filing down the stairs semi-calm. It took us about 15 minutes to get down to the 44th floor where the security desks and main elevators were. We had flat screen monitors on the walls in the lobby normally showing the financial news but right now they were all showing tower 1 next to us on fire. We were being told that possibly a small plane had hit tower 1 and that our tower was secure and that we were as safe here as on the ground. All I knew was that I was still 500 feet up and that was 500 feet too high. I think it was a group decision that we go for the stairs again. I know that some people stayed and that others went back up to their offices feeling the building was secure. My family is glad I didn't make that decision. We had only gone down a few flights of stairs when there was a load rumbling explosion and the whole stairwell shook violently, some people falling down, I was lucky to be holding on to the rails. The worst part was that the building started tipping sideways, swinging sideways, I was sure the other building fell into us and we were tipping over. I closed my eyes and waited for the floor to go out from under me and to die. The building stopped at an angle and moved back the other way, It rocked back and forth for a few more seconds then stopped. That was when people almost started to panic, we all yelled at each other to stay calm and started counting the floors out loud, 39,38,37. We continued down, I can't explain the relief we all felt getting to the ground. The police were there to guide us down into the underground mall. I was upset that they weren't letting us just go out the door on the ground level, but we didn't know that debris and bodies were raining down out there. We were escorted out through the basement and out onto the street from under building 5. My cell phone didn't work so I started looking for a shop that would let me use their phone. It was then that I looked up and saw both buildings on fire. At that time I couldn't understand how ours had come to be that way. All I knew was that the buildings were a quarter mile high so I needed to be a quarter mile away if it came down. I didn't know until I saw it on TV in one of the stores that a second plane had hit us and that it was a terrorist attack. There were groups of people, women screaming and crying "oh my god they're jumping" It took me a few minutes to believe my eyes that the debris I saw falling wasn't glass or concrete, they were people. I eventually found a shop where I could make calls and assure my family that I was OK. I had been out of the building about 20 minutes when there was this load rumble and people were yelling that the building was falling. All of us in the street started running. I was glad I thought to get that far away because it gave me a good head start. I figured that the debris path was going to come straight up the streets so I zigzagged between a few buildings until I found the lobby of an apartment block and got in there. People were coming down from the apartments asking us if we needed any water or help. A group of us stayed in there until the dust cleared enough to breath and then I started to make my way far enough to where I might be able to catch a train. To make this long story short, I was able to get home around 5 o?clock that day. I'm happy to see a web site like this that hopefully will keep future generations from ever forgetting what happened here. Thanks for letting me tell my story, it's good therapy :) Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story393.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. Status The process status of this item. approved Consent Whether September 11 Digital Archive has permission to possess this item. full Posting Whether the contributor gave permission to post this item. yes Copyright Whether the contributor holds copyright to this item. yes Source The source of this item. born-digital Media Type The media type of this item. story Created by Author Whether the author created this item. yes Described by Author Whether the description of this item was submitted by the author. no Date Entered The date this item was entered into the archive. 2002-04-12 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 216.27.147.216 Annotation Annotations to this item. Personal connection to someone at site WTC, attack WTC, worked in (ever) NY:1 Feature Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: On September 11,2001 I was in school at Immaculate Conception. My scho is located in Bellevue, Ohio. My class was in the middle of science, and my teacher turned on the t.v. abd said something very tragic had happened. We all watched the second plane hit the World Trade Center. It was a big shock to everyone. Then we watched the re runs of the first plane hitting the first tower. It was very horrifying to watch. After watching news for the whole day I didn't know what to think. I was scared tha we were goin to get bombed. After awhile I got used to the idea, and wasn't as scared. I realize that our country has bonded together and the security has been tightened. I believe that if another attack comes we will be ready for it, and ready to fight back. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story6482.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: It was early in the morning and i was getting ready to go to school. I had not turned any radios or any of my televisions on so i had no clue what was happening until my door bell rang and i saw my friend looking very distraught. As we were walking to the bus stop he was relaying the whole story to me about the attacks. " The Twin Towers are gone!" was the first thing i heard and i did not understand. At this point I had not seen the news, so i did not actualy see the destruction that went on, but when I got to school all of the TV's were on and when i finaly did see what happened for my own eyes, I was shocked and it reallly hit me deep down inside that this was the beginning of something terrible. Little did i know that life as we all knew it would never be the same again. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story8271.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I was 4 months pregant with my third baby.My husband and i were at my sisters house playing games all night the night before so we just stayed because it was so late. Between me and my sister and my other friend that was there there was 6 children and two pregant people.around 9 am the kids woke up and of course wanted to watch cartoons. I turned the tv on and only wish now that there was cartoons on that day. The only thing i seen was smoke and then that is when the second plane hit. It was devasting. I was only 18 at the time and my husband was 20 so we never really remembered anything about Dessert Storm or really any kind of war so we were really astonished. I started keeping a journal for my little girl that i was pregant with (that really ended up being a little boy) and told him everything that this world was capable of.And i also told him what a wonderful country he lived in. it was amazing how i never even knew anyone there but felt like my heart was ripped out. The support that this country gave was more than any one even the terroists would ever imagine. As i sit here on this one year anniversary writing this letter so that maybe one day my kids might read it i wonder if this was one of gods great acts of devastation or a triumph because they always say god does amazing things for absoulty no reason at all. This country will never recover from this because that wasn't only an attack against our country that was an attack against the american people and everyone knows you dont piss americans off. One day this world might live as one but until then devasting things like this will contiue to happen until it gets stopped.Mine and my familes hearts and prayers go out to all the familes that lost their special someone on that horrific day. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story5892.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I've been to NYC 3 times since I was 18 (now I'm 26), and love it there. Everytime I see pictures of the WTC collapsing, I get chills running down my arms and shivers throughout my body. My day started at 7 a.m. At the time I was working 2nd shift, but had just happened to wake up at 7 a.m. and watch the news. Nothing was going on...I listened to the weather report, sunny, highs in the 60s. Nothing special, just like any other day. I ended up falling asleep, with the t.v. on, and woke up to my clock/radio coming on just before 9:30 a.m., hearing a voice saying "both towers have now collapsed", and in a misty daze, I thought to myself, "what towers?" I go to the living room to see nothing but coverage of the terrorist attacks that morning. I couldn't believe in a matter of 2 hours the turmoil that had begun to unfold. I thought to myself, "Oh my God!" I quickly called my friend at work, and she already heard about it, and couldn't believe it. I called my other friend where he was working, and he answered the phone, "I know." I'm thinking to myself, "Are we at war?!" It seems that it wasn't too long after that we were assuming Osama bin Laden was behind this. The reason why I still get chills is because it was June of 2000 when my friend Jamie and I (the girl I first called on the morning of 9/11/01) flew out to New York for a long weekend. We stayed with a friend of mine. We toured the WTC and took many pictures of it. We were in awe of the towers. I distinctly remember the marble floors and escalators leading up from the ground floor. I remember a security guard standing at a table or desk about 50 feet down from where we were standing in the lobby, just laughing and joking around with others in the lobby. Now I wonder if he was working there on that day? I guess one of the bigger shocks, if not the biggest, is how ABC news went into the second tower just moments before it had collapsed, only to show on television the dusty, dirty sight it was inside the second tower. The scenes that they showed are very spooky for me, because I have pictures of exactly the same places where they were standing moments before the building had collapsed. All I can say is, and I'm sure everyone else can relate, not "how could this have happened", but "Why this happened?" Being there and having friends in New Jersey, I'm sure life there has changed even more than here. We were in a state of shock for days here, then after slowly sinking in, we had that empty-feeling in our stomachs, sort of like knots tying up in our guts. It was awful. It was the worst feeling. The days after were twice as hard as the day itself...not knowing if we would wake up the next morning in a safe place anymore. I'm glad the U.S. is taking an agressive force in Afghanastan. I just wish we could find Osama and just put him out of his misery. This man should have been stopped years ago when he/his followers were linked to the bombing of the WTC. Now they're gone, and a whole country is at shock. We can NOT give up!!! ...Jim... Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story658.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I was outside cutting grass when the attacks were happening. I came in to check my messages and there on the machine was one from my husband at Kings Bay, GA. He wanted to know what the TV was saying about the terrorist attacks. I thought, "What attacks"? I turned on the television and sat there with my mouth open, tears running down my face and I just prayed. I hurt soooooooooooooooooo badly for the people who died that day and for the loved ones left behind. I sat in front of the TV for days watching whatever I could about it. I didn't want to miss a thing. I didn't lose anyone in the attacks, although it felt like I lost thousands...my husband lost a cousin. He was Donald Green and he was on Flight 93 which was taken over by the passengers. It was a day that I will never forget. I will never forget the awful feeling I had when I turned on that TV. God Bless Us All!!! Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story3262.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I am director of publications for the University Continuing Education Association located at One Dupont Circle in Washington. I'm writing this email to share stories from around the country that I collected by sending out an email to UCEA members (colleges and universities across the country) requesting what their college campuses were doing in response to the tragedy. Their stories are compelling and inspirational and I believe of historical value. We posted them on our website and published some in our newsletter. To read them see: http://www.ucea.edu/septemberreport.htm My personal story, much less compelling, but probably more typical of many Washington, DC residents that terrible day, follows. When I arrived at work at little after 9am, I had a conversation with a friend in the parking garage about the plane burining in Tower 1 that we'd heard about on the radio. I said, "I hoped it only affected those in the floors above the crash --it sounded like it hit pretty high up." "Are you kidding?" she said, "That whole building is GONE. There's no way they can put a fire out like that." I was startled by her certainty and said, "Do you really think so? Like The Towering Inferno?" I went upstairs. I found my coworkers clustered around a smalltv and learned that the second tower had been hit. I saw flames/smoke coming out of the White House's Old Executive Office Building. I don't know where the media got those pictures, because later we were told it was "false reports" of fire in the white house, but I talked to others who said they also saw the smoke and flames on television and wondered how they could've shown such pictures if it was false. After the I saw the plane burning in the Pentagon on tv, I told my husband and my father who were both calling me at the same time, that I was getting our kids from their daycare at 20th & M, "just a few blocks from the White House," I kept thinking. I told their daycare teachers about the Pentagon attack, and they started calling other parents to pick up their kids. I nervously drove my kids home while listening to--what turned out to be a false--radio news report of a bomb going off at the state department and the news that another plane had crashed in PA. (I was half a block from the State Department just as the radio informed me that a bomb had gone off there and could see blue police lights ahead. It was like something out of a movie. I did a u-turn in the middle of 23rd street to change my route and got into the bumper to bumper traffic in Georgetown. The weather was still beautiful and everyone had their car windows open. I made eye contact with other drivers--all of whom were being more polite than usual as I tried to cut in. Everyone was listening to news reports rather than music and everyoe had serious expressions on their faces rather than the usual irritation at the other drivers. My children were oblivious-- my 3 year old was excited that we were going home less than an hour after being dropped off and that I was letting her eat potato chips so early in the morning. She talked about wanting to go to the pool. Though it usually only takes me an hour to pick up the kids and get to our home near Tyson's Corner in Virginia, this day it took me two hours. When we pulled in, my husband ran out to greet us and burst into tears of relief that we were home safely (he never did make it to work at all that day). My father (a retired Navy commander who used to work in the Pentagon) called us also in tears and came over, just so he wouldn't have to be alone on such a terrible day. We tried to get in touch with relatives in NY only to find that the lines were jammed. When we finally did speak to them we found that THEY were more worried about US. The one positive thing that happened that day was that our neighborhood pulled together, sharing our stories and concerns. One neighbor who works at USA TODAY could see the Pentagon in flames from her office window. Our "neighborhood watch" neighbor had a bbq that night in the cul-de-sac with home-made icecream "because none of us wanted to be alone." We all watched TV all day long and when I took the kids to the park I even brought my sony walkman so I could listen to the news. I kept hugging and kissing my kids. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story274.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I will never forget the day of the tragic attacks on our country on Sept. 11, 2001. It was a day after my son's 3rd birthday and we were outside cleaning up the yard from his party the day before. I had a feeling something was wrong and I came in the house to see if anyone had called while I was outside and I seen that nobody called. I started to walk to the door to finish outside and I felt a sudden urge to watch T.V. Mind you I am not a television watcher and I am not aware of current events going on. But on that tragic day I turned to the CNN channel for some reason to only see that the 1st Trade Center Tower had been hit. I stood in amazement as to what was going on in our nation. Then suddenly the 2nd tower was hit again, by a terrorist attack we were told. I thought that the first one was an accident due to air traffic control and this was something simply accidental. But as the nation was watching Im sure I wasnt the only one feeling like I needed to rush and grab my children from there schools, embrace them and let them know that I am here to keep them safe. I immediately tried to phone my husband as I knew he was an Over The Road truck driver to tell him of the news. But for some reason he wasnt answering the phone. The scariest part for me was the thought of knowing he was in New York delivering a load. I tried for hours to reach him, and of course he was using a Cellphone. I contacted all of the family to warn them that he may of been involved in this one way or another. I contacted our local wireless carrier in desperation on locating my husband. I finally reached him and let him know I was so worried, thinking I would have to raise our 5 children without him. I cried and he listened as I explained to him what had happened. While all of this is going on on television he is reassuring me he is fine and that the company he was working for had relocated him to Georgia and that he was safe and away from harm. I immediately called the schools where my children attend and told them I was coming to get them from school. The night of this terrible attack we as a family prayed for those lost in those awful and horrific acts of terrorism, knowing there we many lives lost and many lives changed forever. Nothing can ever take the feeling of loss away from those who had no direct effect in Sept. 11 loss of man, but we can always remember those innocent people who died for our country. We have many heroes in our nation and the had thing to deal with as a nation is that we will all have to eventually go on and live our lives. As easy as it is to say it may be much harder for some to do. I was not in New York, Washington, or Pennsylvania on 9-11-01, but I feel as close to those people as I have never felt before. Trust me when I say I greive for the familys who lost mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, and friends and neighbors or our surrounding fire stations and police forces. Our deepest sympathy goes to all of the familys, and I pray that God will give you some closier to this act of terrorism. May God Bless all those effected by 9-11-01 and may Peace be with all of you reading this. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: As a third year college student in all typicality, I had hit the snooze button on my alarm clock several times, unknowingly drifting in and out of sleep through the last innocent morning in America. I finally got out of bed at around 10:00 and began straigntening my apartment here and there--with a full schedule and a part-time job, this morning was the only free time I'd have to clean before my mother's arrival the following day. I recall that the portable phone was resting on the open kitchen counter; I don't remember it ringing or saying "hello," but I do remember the tone of my father's voice when he told me to turn on the television. One of the towers had already fallen and I questioned if it had ever been there at all because I was afraid of that reality. I watched the second tower there, wounded against the clear sky. I would later site the irony in 100% visibility on the day when no one wanted to be looking down from the top of the WTC. I watched the tower fall on live television; it was like watching a lit fuse. Never had I felt so completely helpless and far away from the great city; I envisioned a million Americans standing at our televisions holding our hands out as if to say, "No," as we would had we watched a castle of playing cards fall to the floor beneath us after hours of building such a masterpiece. It was the most critical moment in my life--being able to do nothing, standing open-mouthed and holding a garbage bag of my college-girl trash. From then on I think America finally became interested in The News. Trying to make sense of this now, still in the same apartment in Chapel Hill and approaching my senior year, I wonder about the unity we have now as America contrasted with the unity we had before the attacks. I think about the American condition on the night of September 10th versus that condition on the night of September 12th--or even tonight for that matter. We may have been happy with our lives for the most part, petty social problems surrounding us, living in an ignorant bliss. Life was good and I was in college and the weather and the boys and the shopping in Chapel Hill were SO far out of this world that I was completely blind to problems outside those of my solitary life. The morning of September 11th transformed me from that person living in the far-away Chapel Hill to a person living in a bleeding America. We have gone on with our lives--those of us college-girls who lost no one personally in the tragedy--we go to bars and we make good grades and we keep buying the same perfume we wore before the 11th. Looking up and reading the stories of Carolina alumni who lost their lives in 9/11 makes me want to empathize a situation I cannot, but I try to imagine myself as the in-love fiance of one man killed on that day out of simply wanting to feel more in common with those who are grieving. As a single and unattatched young woman, I imagine feeling a love so great for someone and then losing him to something of this magnitude; I think about the last time he smiled at me or the vacation we just shared: it was beautiful and romantic and we were happy, having no idea that soon one of us would be taken away and the other one left here with the pain of memory and survival. So I believe that the three most unifying days between America and my life in Chapel Hill were the 10th, 11th and 12th of September. Together to some extent we shared a quiet night, the last innocent morning, and the beginning of a future that would want us to feel. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story877.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: Well, my story is I was at work the morning of September 11th, 2001. I was a housekeeper at a motel, and the way I found out was I was having a break before I started work and a guest came to the office to get some coffee and said "Have you heard?" I said "Heard what?" He said, "A plane just crashed into the World Trade Center." My first thought was that is was a flying proceedure gone wrong. But when I tuned in to the t.v. I seen it for my own eyes. I was shocked. And then out of nowhere here came another one. I was scared cause I didn't know if I had family anywhere near it or involoved in it, and I still don't know if I had family involved. I found out a few months later that my father was there that day trying to deliver a truck load, he is a truck driver, and couldn't get through, and I thank GOD so much that he delayed my father cause if didn't then I would be grieving for my father right now. But instead I am grieving for everyone else who lost a loved one. I didn't know how to show or express my grief and my sadness except in one way which was to write a poem like I do every other terrible thing that happens in my life. I would like to share it with you out there and let you know that I sent it in to a poetry contest and it was inducted into the International Society of Poets. So, now millions will read my poem and remember 9/11/01. Here is my poem: ****** MY FEARS ****** As I sit here and wathc the news, I wonder if my kids will have lives to choose. How can someone be so evil, And kill so many innocent people? I wake up every morning filled with fear, As my eyes fill up with tears. I keep wondering how much time my family has left, Before we sunddenly meet our death. I spend everyday with my family for the best, Just in case it turns out to be our last. I am totally in fear for my children's lives, And hope they will get a chance to choose a wife. AMERICA is meant to be a land of FREEDOM, Not to be lived in with fear of our lives from terrorism. Life is very precious so live every moment you can with your family as if were going to be your last!!!!!! GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!!!! By: NaKisha M. S. Bicknell 10/11/01 I don't want to hurt anyone with this poem, but this is the only way I can express what I am feeling about something. I hae learned a lot about that day and it has only made me stronger knowing I am still alive and knowing I am still here to help others. Well that is my story and the way I have learned from this terrible mistake. I hope all of you can learn and grow from it too. If you would like to comtact me and talk to my email address is: Nbick01@aol.com and Have a wonderful day and don't forget to tell your loved ones you love them before you go to work or school or even if you are just going to the store it don't matter tell them you love them and give them a big hug and kiss. Sincerely, NaKisha Bicknell of Longmont, CO. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story7612.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I was getting ready for work when my mom rushed in and told me to go to the nearest television. I watched as they showed over and over the planes hitting the towers. As that was happening a local station out here happened to be at the Pentagon and we watched live as the the reporter heard an explosion and saw construction workers running away. I also saw live the towers collapse. At this point I had to leave for work. It was the worst day I can possibly imagine. They closed work about 2 hours after I got there and allowed us to go home and spend it with our families. Even that first day I saw teenagers--no longer apethetic--standing along the road, waving flags; people take down the Confederate flags on their cars and put on American Flags; and banners hanging over highways. It was horrible, but it also brought out the best in our country. It gave me a new faith in America. God bless America and God bless all our soldiers fighting to defend it. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story1128.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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