335 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: I was in chorus class and my principal came on the announcement and told us that there had been a terroist attack in New York city and at the Pentagon. The Pentagon is close to where i live and i have many friends and family who work in and around the Pentagon. I was very shocked i couldnt belive it was true. The rest of the day in my classes we watched TV., cry and had disscusions. Half the school left early to try to call there parents at the Pentagon. It was all very emotion and scary. We got off of school September 12th to collect are thoughts and mourn with familys. I will never forget that 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 story2386.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?ll always remember that day in little snapshots, moments that stand out in brighter colors, images that are sharper then the rest. In between these moments, everything else is a fuzzy kind of blur. When I concentrate on trying to recall more, a sick feeling comes into the pit of my stomach. If I can?t remember the details of some parts of that day, I can remember the way I felt, it seems. My day began early that Tuesday morning, at about 7:30AM I stopped at a local gas station to fill up my tank. I met up with a fellow employee of the software company I worked for at the time and in my car, we headed south of out of the city. I live in South Bend, Indiana and we were headed to a small town roughly an hour and half away. My co-worker, Patty, and I chatted on the drive. I had a music CD in the entire way there, it just kept repeating, but it was turned down low so we could talk so I didn?t really notice. We arrived at our destination, which was a home for children with disabilities to install the software package handled by our company. My first clue that something unusual was going on was when my contact for the client greeted us and said to just ignore ?some of the girls this morning.? When I questioned her, she responded in a very off hand manner, ?Oh, a plane hit a building in New York this morning.? The way that she said it was very casual. In looking back, I think this was her way of coping with the immediate situation. By trying to make it less than it was, she could deal with it. My first thoughts were of a small plane and that someone in air traffic control must have screwed up. As we were led through the facility, we passed through a large room where the children were set in their wheelchairs so that they could watch two enormous large screen TVs, one on either side of the space. As we passed by I glimpsed a picture of smoke billowing from one of the towers and started to know that something serious was happening. The lady in the office I actually had to work in that day was much more affected by what was going on. She was the one, I think, to tell me that it was the World Trade Center. I remember trying to work, to install the software, to pay attention to my job, but then there came a delay while a program was running and I walked back out into that big room with the TVs again. I stood next to the lady from the office and watched as a rather frantic reporter described the screams of the firefighters that could be heard over the radios. That was when I felt tears starting to come. It was the strangest thing, to see all those children arrayed about these screens that I am sure normally display cartoons and Disney movies ? but that day the images on those screens were of fire and death and panic. I didn?t stop to think about it at the time, but it?s a shame that someone didn?t think to move them away from those images. I?m certain that this must have bothered many of them, no matter how much they were thought to be ?aware? of what was going on around them. My next sharp memory is of walking through a hallway, my eyes on the ugly brown carpet, as I overheard someone saying that the Pentagon had been hit. I still thought it must be some kind of terrible mistake, that those outdated air traffic systems had finally burned us. It wasn?t until I heard about the plane going down in Pennsylvania that I knew we were under attack. Maybe I heard it whispered, maybe it was something I realized on my own, I?ll never know. It was then that I started to feel frightened. Up to that point, I?d just been sick at heart over the suffering I was seeing and hearing on the TV. Now it was bigger and scarier. The rest of my time at that facility is a blur, with one exception, the director announced over the PA system that there was going to be a brief prayer meeting in the main room, and everyone ? staff and visitors ? was welcome to join. He extended a personal invitation to me, but I knew that I would completely lose it and start crying if I joined in. I was trying very hard to stay professional. Patty just wanted to get done and get back home to her kids. I remember seeing a group of people in a circle, holding hands, heads bowed. The murmur of their voices echoed down the hallway I was working in, haunting me. When we finally left and started the drive home, we immediately turned on the radio and started hearing the various different broadcasts about what was happening. At this point it was probably about 2PM in the afternoon. While driving through a section of the downtown I spotted a sign for a gas station up on my left and was going to turn in so I could buy something cold to drink. Before I did more than put on my turn signal I realized that there were dozens of cars already in the lot and many more trying to turn in. A line stretched down the street. Patty realized before I did the significance of what we were seeing. ?Oh my God, everyone is trying to get gas!? I turned off my blinker and just concentrated on getting us through the traffic. I settled for drinking cold coffee from that morning while we listened to the reporters say more and more that just dumbfounded us. And every little town that we had to drive through on our way back was choked with traffic. There were lines and lines of cars trying to fill up at gas stations, police cars with lights flashing were parked here and there as their occupants tried to direct the traffic. Their faces were tense as they waved us through. And every station we passed had higher and higher prices, I think the highest we saw that day was just about $3 per gallon. More than anything else, seeing that people were panicking and reacting here in our safe little Mid-Western part of the world was bringing home the fact that this was a Big Deal. A trip that should have taken just under an hour and a half took a bit over two. I called my boyfriend at the time that worked in another city about 45 minutes from South Bend. He seemed calm and said that if gas prices kept rising the way they were now, he would be staying the night at work to avoid using gas. My heart fell because I was really wanting to see him that night, I wanted to be around someone that would make me feel safe. I called my mother and was angered by her casual attitude about the whole thing. The tone in her voice was best described as ?Oh yeah, its terrible, but do you really need to get so worked up about it?? The conversation did not last long, I hung up angry and ironically I felt better being angry. Once again, she must have been trying to control the situation by playing it down. After I dropped Patty off in that same parking lot I?d been in early that morning, I was on the phone with another co-worker of mine who I was friends with. He and his girlfriend were good friends of mine and lived close by. In response to my request to come over and sit with them for a while that night they were very kind and said to come over as soon as I wanted to. I will be grateful to them for that always. I can?t imagine sitting alone in my apartment on that first night. It was still too new. As it was I spent time with Deanne and Mike, sitting in front of the TV, watching the first interviews of survivors that had escaped from the falling buildings. Occasionally Deanne and I would go out to the porch and have a smoke, just to release some tension. Our conversation was excited and nervous. Mike pointed out that if it came down to a nuclear attack that with the Hummer plant in town we would be on the list of targets, maybe not the first on the list, but not too terribly far from the top. That just made us feel worse. I don?t remember going home that night, but I know I did. My recollection of the days to follow is that I was always listening to the radio or glued to the TV. I remember sitting on the floor of my apartment, in the dark, crying and chain smoking in front of a large fan that blew out the smoke out of the open screened doors onto my balcony. I remember seeing the footage shot by a doctor, released a few days after the disaster, where he was engulfed in a cloud of smoke and debris. I had thought I had a handle on myself by that point, but that footage made me sob again like a little baby. To this day, although I?ve quite smoking successfully for a long time, traumatic events and feelings give me the urge to light up again. It?s a defense mechanism. So you don?t know how to deal with your emotions? Do something with your hands, light up and feel that drug give you a buzz! Thankfully, I?m always able to get past the craving, but its probably going to be that way from now on. Gradually, the media coverage lessened, but for many days, weeks maybe, all I watched was the news. I couldn?t get enough. Some people would feel overwhelmed after a while and want to think about something else. I couldn?t. I don?t know why. The whole experience affected me deeply and I will always remember it. I will tell my children and my grandchildren some day. I will occasionally start a conversation with, ?Where were you on September 11?? Hearing those stories fascinates me. I have not forgotten, I will never forget, what happened. God save us all from such a day every 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 story11313.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, and will forever be, a New Yorker at heart. And I have always had an obsession with the twin towers. The morning of September 11, 2001, I was scheduled to work a 10:30 a.m. to 6:30 p.m. shift at work- pacific time. Before walking out of my door, I quickly checked my voice mail messages on my phone. There were several messages, the first being from my brother who lives in New York, then from a friend of mine also from New York who had moved here, and the third from my best friend who was out of town on business. My brother said he was alright, not to worry. I didn't know what he meant by that. My two other friends sounded astonished by an event that had happened, but did not verbalize what was going on. After hearing the messages, I simply walked out of my front door to work. I turned on my car stereo, and the radio stations were not playing music. They sounded like talk radio stations. One broadcaster was talking about a closing at a federal building. I still had no idea what was going on. My drive to work is a short distance, and I still had no idea of what had occurred. As I entered the employee's entrance I saw my supervisor who informed me that I would be very busy with guests. I overheard someone in the hall talking about a plane, still not getting any detailed information. When I arrived in my department- the lobby bar of my hotel, there were guests all around television sets. I work at the Beverly Hilton which was hosting many of the participants to the first annual Latin Grammys which were supposed to be held that night at a different location. There had been festivities to kick off the event just the night before. As I stepped behind the bar one television faced me and I watched that horrible sight as they replayed the first airplane crashing into the building. My body went limp. I stood motionless. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, and almost passed out when the second plane was being shown. I didn't lose my wits only because I knew that my brother was safe-thanks to his message which was now making sense to me. But I had many more friends, several who worked at the financial center, and some that lived in battery park, all of whose fate I didn't know of at the time. Shortly later my husband called me to say he had recieved other phone calls of friends and family saying they were alright. I still couldn't believe or understand what was happening. The day felt like an eternity as the events unfolded, and all I wanted to do was go home. I wanted to break down and cry, but I couldn't. I had people all around me who were expecting my service. I had to work, and had no time to myself to grief. I just wanted to walk out of that hotel, and go home and hug my husband, and cry. I needed to know about my friends working down there...where they alive? I desperately needed to talk with them, but how? With every replay of the planes crashing into the towers I felt more and more afraid. I didn't know if we would be targets too. I was, afterall, in Beverly Hills-Hollywood, a "target" in my opinion. When the first tower began to fall I felt part of me was dying. I held back tears and pain as I saw with my own eyes people dying, and one "of my boys" as I called the towers, disintegrating into the ground. You see, when I say I had an obsession with the towers, I meant it. I would walk down 6th Avenue just so I could see them as I headed home. At dusk was always my favorite time. They always looked so majestic, and mysterious to me at that time of day. In my heart they were my twin boys. They were everything New York City- America stood for, and they were breathtaking. And they were collapsing right before me, and the rest of the world. My pain turned to denial. I think I went into shock. I finished my day on what I now call "autopilot". I rushed home to turn on the television set. Now that I was at home, somehow I couldn't cry. Why? I didn't know. My husband called me from work to check on me. I was still in shock. Then I saw something that even now a year later, as I write this, brings tears to my eyes, and a profound pain to my heart. People jumping off the towers. I lost it. I dont'think I have ever cried so much, so hard, so deeply in my life. I cried for those poor people. I cried for humanity. I cried because I felt pained by all the hate in this world to have cause this to happen. And I will never be the same. It could have been me. I could have been any of us. All of us. I will never forget where I was on September 11, 2001. That was the day I lost my innocence. That was the day I saw pure evil. 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 story7457.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, I was at home playing Sim City 3000. I had Just built the Twin Towers in my city. A friend called me and said that I had to turn on the tv. That's what I did....and I saw the boeing crash into the Towers. I saw the Towers collapse too. I couldn't believe my own eyes.....It wasn't true. That's what I believed.....I refused to believe my eyes. But I couldn't. I thought to myself. Those Bastards. Like bush said That was a cowardly act. I started to cry. Then I realized how big my feelings to the New Yorkers were. I can just say right now, I feel sorry for the New Yorkers and for all of the Americans...Why did they have to do that. If I see some clips from 9/11 I start to cry...my tears run down my cheeks... I'm sorry for those who has lost family and friends...I think they are mad at the Americans because they have so much freedom and they don't...Tha's my theory......I would like to say God Bless America.....The world is never gonna be the same without the twin towers rising up into the sky.....Keep your faith for a bright future........ Martin, Denmark 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 story8179.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: On September 11,2001 I was siting in the lunch rom eating. i was unaware of what was happening until I arrived at my fifth period class. This was after the second plane had hit. Eventhough I live in Bellevue Ohio which is miles away from New York I was still deply devastated.Eventhough i don't have any family there I stil mourned the deaths of those who died. 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 story6496.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. 2002-09-12 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 156.63.116.141 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: I was recovering from surgery and waiting for a new job to start, so slept late, until 9 am. After getting up, I got breakfast and wandered out to the TV around 10. I was watching a rerun of ER on TNT (or TBS, whichever one shows those) when the phone rang. It was my Dad, calling from work and he asked if I had the TV on. I said I did, but all the cable feeds were still on daily programming, I guess they didn't switch over to news feeds until later. I changed to CNN at my Dad's prompting, and then he had to go back to work. At first, I just stared. There was only one tower. That can't be. The other one must be hidden in all the choking smoke covering lower Manhattan. The clips from the collisions were rebroadcast on CNN, and I saw the whole history of the four planes, and the collapse of the first tower. Stunned, I sat, never suffering from the disbelief that others talk about. I *knew* it was real. It wouldn't be on CNN if it wasn't, and if by any chance it was a clip from a movie, it would state so. Movies also don't do smaller scale destruction like one building, it will be like Independence Day, with whole cities being destroyed. This had to be real. And then I saw the second tower fall, live. I still can picture it as clear as day, in the strongest flashbulb memory I have created so far in my life; the antenna of the North Tower sinking slowly into the disintegrating building as smoke rose to cover the hole where the Twin Towers had once been. I burst into tears, thinking "My God, there must be thousands dead," and frantically racking my brain to find anyone who I knew who might have been working there that day. My sister called, and said that they were evacuating buildings in Los Angeles where she lives, and she was going home. I watched the rebroadcasts of the events of the day on CNN again, then shut off the TV. I knew they would know nothing for days, even weeks, until the situation could be assessed, and drove to the Best Buy on Rt. 10 in Livingston. The store had closed, so I drove to meet my parents where they taught at Livingston High School and spent the rest of the day there with them. Thankfully, no one I knew or any friends of friends were killed. We are too young still, just starting our first jobs, to work in large numbers at the WTC. Sixteen people from my town were killed, however, since we live on the Gladstone-Peapack branch of the trains. The personal impact has been great despite my personal distance from the victims. I don't have the safety concerns many others do. I don't buy gas masks or duct tape in the vain hope that it will save me if something does happen, death would usually come too quickly to prepare. But I do have a deep, abiding sadness about what humans are capable of in the name of religion, or nationalism. Wars can be necessary; I am no pacifist, but hatred and violence without negotiation and compromise only leads to extremism and dangerous fanatics such as the suicide bombers. I don't know what will happen, anymore then I knew what would happen on September 11, 2001 when I woke up to a beautiful autumn day, but I will never forget what has happened, and hope that something as senseless will stop occuring anywhere in the world. 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 story9083.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. 2003-02-21 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 152.19.192.27 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: I am a native New Yorker. I have participated in and witnessed the heroism and calamity of New York for all of my 54 years, through my Chinese eyes. I have my bittersweet love of New York and being American to drive my community activism and patriotism, all year long, all my life. I arrived in Chinatown to work on the Primary Elections, Sept. 11, 2001 at 8:48 a.m. We'd heard the explosion on the bus and crained our necks as we deboarded the bus to see the fireball and shower of papers flying around WTC North Tower. Chatham Square (in the heart of Chinatown) had a perfectly framed view of WTC. So, many spectators were stopped mid-stride their usual frantic scurrrying to stare incredulously at the burning tower. It couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes before people were saying that the radio was reporting that WTC was hit by a plane. I pictured a small private plane and it didn't make sense. I was staring at a huge gapping hole in the side of the building with thick black smoke and three-story high flames basting out. I started yelling to people that it was terrorists blowing up WTC, thinking of 1993. While I was staring up, a police cruiser screeched nearby, the driver-officer strained his neck and head out of his window to see higher and exclaimed repeatedly, "Oh my God. Oh, my God." and then sped off down Park Row toward WTC. The blast from the South Tower shook all of the buildings and rattled my ribcage. For an instant, I thought we were at war. I began thinking of how to survive. I tried for the tenth time to get a dial tone on my cell phone to check on my wife and son. I tried reaching my 90 year old mother, who was out at the senior center having breakfast. I ran around to various polling places to see if they had any more news than I, then I watched as the towers disintegrated, turning into clouds of smoke and dust. At around 11:00 a.m. thousands of people marched out of lower Manhattan. Then vehicles covered in thick white dust and debris sped by leaving a cloud of dust and ears ringing from sirens and blasting horns. One group of people marching by completely covered in dust stopped on Doyer street in from of a pagoda styled bank to have their picture taken. No knew what to make of the event. On my long walk home up Bowery and Third Avenue among tens of thousands walking, it was apparent that Police and National Guard had no idea what they were doing. I tried to ask if the Police had any information and was told to move along. People were huddled around cars with radios loudly announcing the event all of us were caught up in. I saw the New Yorker magic-in-emergencies I've witnessed in past events and hoped my son was safely sent home from school. Like so many people, I tried to go on with my normal life, without phone service, without enough information. I stayed glued to news stations and could not find peace enought o sleep. Eventually, four days into the event, my stress peaked and I became completely deaf in my left ear and partially deaf in my right ear. My jaws were so tightly clenched that I frightened my son, thinking I was in a rage. Eventually, I learned the fate of all my acqaintances, colleagues and friends working in and around WTC. Incredibly, all had gotten out alive, or by chance were not there that day. I began visiting the site as soon as police began letting people walk down Broadway and continued my pilgrimage for several months. In the time since the event, I am certain that Firemen, EMS, Police, subway riders, and pedestrians who make up the throngs of people always crowding my City are missing and I feel their loss, their absence from my life. The ache of chronic sadness in my shuffle to moving on in New York. 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 story851.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 first found out about the attacks on the World Trade Center at about 10:30 AM. None of the students were supposed to know, but one of the earlier technology classes had been watching the news, so word spread through the school very quickly. I was standing in the lunchline, waiting to buy food, when my friend came up to me. he said "Terrorists just flew planes into the two towers. They're gone!" I didn't believe him, partly because it was so unconcievable to me (two of the largest buildings in the world gone?) and partly because he had a smile on his face as he was telling me. Of course, he always smiled. I went to my lunch table and toild all my friends "Hey, someone told me this crazy story about the WTC being destroyed. Can you believe it?" They looked at me in disbelief and then said, "It's true." I was shocked! It took a while to sink in, I didn't know how anyone could knowingly kill so many people. My next thought was for my family in NYC. I wondered if they were ok. I later found out that my mom had ben talking to my aunt when the second plane hit. She could see it out of her window. Although many people were killed, I have also heard many stories of people who were saved. A friend of our family's sister worked in the Pentagon. She missed her subway so arrived late. If she hadn't been running two minutes late, she would have been there during the attacks. Another family I know was almost on one of the Boston flights that crashed. Their 2 year old daughter was sick, so they backed out at the last minute. Out of all the horror and all the pain that this nation has been going through, still good things have come of it. The citizens of the US are more united than ever before. I dont think that there has been such a response since WWII. Peace,and GOd blees the USA 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 story2296.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 at home (my parent's houseat that time) putting clothes away in my room. I had the local channel 8 news on watching the morning updates of traffic, weather and Michael Jordan returning to the game of Basketball. Urgently, the breaking news screen flashed and they began showing footage of 1 of the World Trade Center towers smoking. The reporters were asking each other if it was a bomb, then some eye witness reports began coming in of a plane crashing into the building. With the camera still focused on the tower, I watched in horror as a second plane made a sharp turn into the 2nd tower. I cried. I don't know anyone personally that worked there or could have worked there, but I still felt the overwhelming sense of sorrow, grief, helplessness and panic. I called my dad at his job and we sat on the phone, each watching different news channels telling each other the irradic reports flowing in. Then, in front of our eyes, on the phone together we watched the Pentagon come into view. Then we watched the 1st tower fall. In the mean time, I called my mother's place of work- the building had been evacuated. I tried to locate my fiancee' who had been at school in downtown Cleveland that morning. His cell phone had been off. Moments after the towers were both down, the mail lady came to the door asking for any news. I told her all I knew at the time. My mother pulled in the driveway, her building had a government office in it, but no one was told. I updated her as she walked in the house. I sat in front of the T.V. getting updates from every news channel I could. Varying reports, different information from every direction. Who did this, why, where there other attacks to come, how many where hurt, killed, missing. My fiancee' pulled in the driveway. Every building in downtown Cleveland had been evacuated and all cell phone lines jammed. On my out a few days later there were firefighters walking in stopped traffic filling boots for NYC firefighters. I always have money in my car's ashtray for emergencies and because I don't smoke. I emptied it. But I filled it back up for several days just so I could empty it into a boot, anywhere. My personal twist from most other people's- I was home that morning and not at school because I was getting ready to leave for Army basic training 11/1/01. I had signed up in June for the Army Reserves, long before any threat of attack. Now the moral dielma, should I still go? Maybe it was a selfish moment, I think we all had at least one that morning. I talked it over with my family. Most of everyone I know told me to just not go. November 1st I got on a plane to Fort Leonardwood, MO to try my part. The first time in the airport after the attacks. I was ready to do whatever I had to do. At one point during training the drill sergants sat down and we all talked about how many joined because of Sept. 11th, almost everyone's hands went up. We all got our chance to say how 9/11 effected us and our decision to join the military. I met people who where right there when the attacks happened. Unfortunately, I didn't make it through training. I was hurt and couldn't finish. Things were meant to be. When I came home I tried to get updated at much as I could and to my wonder, CNN was still running updated of vitims identified and still missing. I have a small collection of books about 9/11, including a collection of the front page from various newspapers around the world. The day the attacks occured I knew this day would be that historical day for my generation. Before mine had JFK's assasination, Pearl Harbor, Titanic and events as such. We've all seen them tell their stories on the History channel and PBS, we visit memorial sites, see exhibitions in museums. How will this history be captured, remembered, visited? 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 story4964.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: On 9/11/01 I was in Vallejo CA and a 28 years old. In my life time I have never ever seen anything like this and only wonder what kind of poeple are capable of taking another persons life without thinking about it or having no regrets. This was a life changing event for my because I viewed life in a different way and thought that we had no purpose as people; but after this I learned to love myself more as well as care more for other people than I do for myself and I think that we are here to help each other in our endeavors in life and that selfishness should not be a part of our vocabulry; but it does exist. I think that one of the only messages that I get from this is to love, protect, care for, embrace, uplift, and encourage each other to do good and strive to be all you can without forgetting of others. We all live in one world no matter what our color, race, or sexuallity. Most important we are all human created by one man that loves 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 story1811.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. 2002-09-06 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 64.162.213.33 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: My story stands to be nowhere as tragic, but one that I'll always remember. I was just waking up to go to work at a restaurant, when my fiance came plundering through the door to turn the television on to CNN. We were shocked to see that the first tower of the WTC had been hit. As soon as we heard of this, my fiance had just remembered that he just dropped his 79 year old grandma that had been visiting for the past week at the airport. We were in a panic, I had to contact work to say that I could not come to work, so that we could go rescue his grandmother stuck at the airport. I the midst of getting ready to head out, our 9-year old cat Calico "Cali" was laying dead right in the path that only a few minutes before I had to dodge because she was walking around in front of me! We then saw that the second tower had been hit on television, and we just stood together in shock as to all that had just happened in the few minutes that he had just walked through the door. We were zombies as to the world coming to an end. We watched towers collapse and were just waiting for this to be the final minutes of the world. We'll never forget the feeling of this day for all those who died in the terrible attacks and for all the USA seeing the reality of the hatred of terrorists. GOD BLESS THE USA AND GOD SPEED TO ALL!! WE'LL NEVER FORGET! 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 story5427.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. 2002-09-11 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 205.188.209.38 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: September 11, 2001 It started out as a normal tuesday morning. Me waking up late and rushing to work. Work for me starts daily at 5:30am. I had a strange feeling that something just wasn't right on this morning and I started getting scared thinking something was wrong with my Father. He lived in Michigan and a few years earlier had had triple bypass surgery. So everytime I get feelings like that, I think something is wrong with him. I was soon to realize nearly an hour and a half later why I had been feeling this way. Although very devastated at what I was to soon realize was happening to our Great Nation, very thankful that my Father was okay. At work, we listen to music on the radio and soon after our 2nd rotation, the music turned to News about a plane that had hit one of the Twin Towers in NYC. At first I was just in complete disbelief. I thought to myself, "How could this have happened? Why was there a plane flying so low? Didn't the pilot know better? OH MY GOD!" I was mesmerized on the radios all over our plant. Then we heard that the other Tower had also been hit by a second plane. Again I thought, "What in the hell is going on? Is this just an ironic accident?" Never had I thought that it would be terrorists attacking America and our people. The more my co-workers and I listened the more devestation we continued to hear. The pentagon was hit, then a plane had crashed into a field in Pennsylvania. Then I thought, "What is going to happen next?" The more we listened the more we heard the media saying this was a terrorist attack. My work did not allow anyone to leave. I guess upper management felt that it wasn't neccessary. Although I felt it was. All I wanted to do was go and pick up my children and hold them forever and tell them how much I loved them. I was unsure if we were going to be attacked here. And all that I could think is if we were attacked and were going to die, I wanted us to die together, holding one another. I was a single 31 year old Mother with a 11 year old son, a 6 year old son and a 1 year old daughter. I didn't know what to believe until I returned home that evening to hear what President George W. Bush had to say in his address to the Nation at 5pm AZ time. Then everything was clear to me. I became so angry but all I could do was cry. I called a friend of mine whom I met when she came to AZ as a Church Missionary from Florida. She Baptized me and my oldest son. I knew that she was now an intern in Washington D.C. at or near the Pentagon and I was so afraid for her. I needed to know that she was okay. Thankfully when I called, she was safe at home in her apartment. I wanted to go to NYC to help. Then I thought, "Who am I? I am only one person, a single Mother with 3 children struggling to survive my daily life. Trying to raise my children the best I can." I felt so hopeless. Wanting still to help in anyway I could. As I was watching the news as I had been ever since 9/11, I saw on the T.V. screen a phone number to call for United Way for Donations of anything and everything. Money, blood, blankets, food, water, you name it, they needed it. So although I don't have much, I realized I had been spared and I had more than many others had because of that fateful day. I had my family. So I called that phone number and I donated a mere $25. I wanted so much to give more but I knew I could not afford it. I then called to make an appointment to give blood. The blood banks were so over crowded even here in AZ that to give blood, there was an approximate 2 week waiting list. Which was so touching. They asked for my name and phone number and they said they would call when they could make the appointment for me to give blood. They never called. It made me sad but it was also very comforting to know that we Americans could all pull together, Nation wide for our fellow Americans in need. I continued to watch CNN and everything I could for daily information. I didn't want to miss a thing. I was glued to the television everyday, every minute I was at home for approximately 2 months. I wouldn't go anywhere, not even to the Grocery store. Until I just could not take it anymore. I had to again find some kind of normalcy in this life. Not for me but for my children. I began to realize, yes, the most horrific attack on American soil had happened, but I am still living and my children still need their Mother. I lived everyday, scared to death that the bombs were going to come and land here at my home. I was afraid to go to work for fear that if it was to happen, my children would be scared and alone without me and possibly die woundering where their Mother was and why I wasn't there to help them. As time passed I started feeling more secure that the bombs were not going to come. Somehow time began to heal the wounds. Although the scars will forever be here, I have once again begun to live. I have a new found compassion for Life, Love and Liberty. And hearing the stories from the families who lost loved ones, the survivors and the many Heros of 9/11, I have finally in some way figured out what I want to do with my life. I want to help people, either by becoming a Fire Fighter, or by becoming a 911 dispatcher, or a nurse. Something of that nature. Now I just need to figure out which one I will be able to offer the most of myself for others. Although I did not personally loose a loved one on that fateful day, I still feel the pain and sorrow of loss, of a Nations innocence. I try not to take life for granted. I make sure to always tell my family and friends "I Love You." And now on this day, September 11, 2002, the 1 year Anniversary of this Sacred Day of terror, We Remember, Pray, and Honnor all those who perished, the injured, the Families, and the thousands of Heros of that very painful Day. And also the months that came after. The clean up of these tradgedies. I can't even imagine what it must have consisted of to get to the point of where we are now from where we were 1 year ago. God Bless You All and God Bless America! I Will Never Forget. I Love you Always, Deanna Lynn Cook Mesa, Arizona Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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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: One of my coworkers saw the news on a website before the sites got clogged. After that I couldn't get any information via the web. I was in my basement office, so I couldn't get any radio. However, my brother, who lives in another city, could get web access, and had a radio. So, he e-mailed me updates every few minutes. At one point he wrote that the towers had collapsed. We'd also found out that my father, who works in the Pentagon, was in fact not in his office that day. Here's the exchange of e-mail from all that: Brother: "also just heard one of the world trade towers completely collapsed." Me: ""Collapsed?" What does that mean. Christ I've got to get a radio. Now Mom says maybe he wasn't at Pentagon today. Our neighbor Tracy's father works on the upper floors of the WTC." [note: In fact Tracy's father was just visiting for a meeting for the day. He was on one of the first floows hit. Brother: "Yeah, collapsed, completely." Me: "From the CNN website it looks like both WTC towers are gone." Brother: "I just heard that. can't get in though. heck, i'm even trying freerepublic.com" Brother again: "hey, are you on the phone with lee? i'm trying to figure out if anyone has talked to her in the last 30-45 mins." [note: Lee is my wife] Me: "Yeah. She's been in touch with mom. Turns out our neighbor's dad is/was on the top floor of one of the two wtc bldgs. Office-mate's husband, half the spouses of her mom's club, etc. Just about everyone in princeton who works in nyc either is in the wtc or knows/is related to someone." Brother [now talking about his in-laws]: "No, they're a block from the capitol. where the Voice of America is. the building they work in has a bomb shelter. not sure if they're down there or not." Me: Wow. Didn't even know they were there. Glad they're OK. Not hearing anything about the OEOB or WH on fire. Just Pentagon and WTCs (which seem to have completely collapsed. funny skyline.) Can't get any online radio. even far away stations like ITN (british news). Anyway, I think this very parsed e-mail exchange pretty neatly captures the confusion of that morning. 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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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: September 11 It was the morning of September 11, 2001 a beginning of a new normal day in Gasport. I did my regular routine. Took a shower, dressed, eaten and went to school. It was just a regular day for me nothing unusual. Right? I just came into my second class when it happened. The weird thing was we were just talking about this kind of traities in are Global Studies Class. My teacher Mrs. Capan received a phone call right in the middle of the lecture. Her face was grave and with a worried look, right then and there I knew something was wrong. She hung up the phone and raced to the television and turned it on CNN. And replied that something bad has happened. At first I just saw one of the planes not knowing that this was reality. I didn't know what was going on I just though it was a stunt act or something. I think everyone was thinking the same thing. Almost like slow motion another plane came and exploded into the other twin tower. The only thing I was thinking was it was a repeat of the first plane. But it was not so. I couldn't believe this could happen. Two planes crash into the twin towers. How, Why? Couldn't the people in the planes see the towers? And turn away from them? Then the bell rang and we had to go to be next class. Luckily I had art next and we watched some more. When I walking through the halls it was starting to seep into me now. I realized that people were dieing. People were jumping out of very high building, to get out of the burning building. But knew they were going to die anyway. It made me sick thinking about it. How could a person do this? Then the whole class thought of something. The next place the terrorist could attack is Niagara Falls. We live only an hour or less away and we have a nuclear power plant also very close. So we just sat there waiting to get blown up or something. I really never thought of dieing or anything it was just scary. I don't know I guess I was thinking about my family at that point. But it is a vague memory now. Then I was thinking did I know anyone who was in the two towers. Luckily I didn't, but some weren't so lucky. Even though there were no deaths in my family, I felt like something was taken always from me. Like I really lost a member of a friend of the family. Just when I was thinking of this breaking news went on again the pentagon was hit too in Washington and another airplane was coming. One of my family members was lucky though he just left the building when the plane hit it. I couldn't believe it. How could people's conscious let them kill so many people. It makes me sick, angry and sad at the very same time. NEW YORK!!! MY HOME!!! Be the one place were terrorist decide to attack. Since September 11, I opened my eyes and so many people around me. I never realized the conflicts of people today. How people that are not in America are still fighting for there rights that we all ready have. Some are being bombed every day, but still holding hope. This year I learned religion but?sometimes I don't under stand. Religion. ?Or believes allow you to kill innocent people that are millions of miles away from you and half don't know why you take away there dads, moms, children, brothers or sisters and many others that were so close to. Some people who were killed didn't know how to do their ABC's. Or, there were parents who had young ones at home that they will never see again. This I don't under stand. People are starting to be American again. I think. People have started to put flags up for the people who have died during this tragedy but do they know what it means, to be American. Like we have to say every day before classes. The Pledge to the Flag I pledge Allegiance To the Flag of the United States of America And to the republic For which it stands, One Nation Under God, Indivisible, with Liberty And Justice for all. When kids say this, do they know what this means? Heck no! They just think it's a boring pledge they have to make. And I know I was one of them, but now there is a meaning for the pledge for me now and many other people in my school and many other schools. I remember my mom crying while watching the news because a fire fighter died. And the families were morning over his death and hoping to find his body. I never knew my mom could cry so much. There was another a person who was just working that day and saw the plane coming and called her husband and left a message on the answer machine that she loved him. That really got me. I use to take every thing for grant. My family my friends everything. I never thought that something could be taken away from you. When you here plane now you think. "Are they terrorist? Or are they just a regular plane?" There is much paranoia lately, but what can you do. More security? They think they boosted security people still pass through. Then there is even a more problem that just came up after the terrorist attack. RACISM!!!!! All I hope is that the people who read my opinion and my story that they think about on what I said. Even though some people chose to kill themselves to kill other people, I don't believe in hating people who look like them or are maybe are relatives of them. Terrorist are people and they have family or people around them that don't believe in killing. So why hurt people who don't believe in killing. And that September 11 is remembered to all people even though there is great pain, but is also a new beginning. 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 story568.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 count myself among those fortunate Americans who does not know any of the Sept. 11 victims. I didn't know anyone on the planes, in the towers, at the Pentagon. Yet we are all brothers and sisters as Americans and I still feel an immense anger and grief over what happened to us. I love America and I feel like I knew everyone who died. I've read every story I can get my hands on. The pilots, the firemen and women, the police, the employees, the passengers, their families. In a sense I needed to feel bonded with them to overcome some of my own grief. I remember talking to my father about an hour after terror struck our country. I was crying into the phone, "Dad, I don't know what to do. It's horrible. I feel horrible. Should I go get the kids out of school? This is the worst day of my life. It's the worst day in America." He quietly responded, "Terri, I lived through the days of Pearl Harbor and WWII, and this is the worst day of MY life too." I spent hours in front of the television and reading every newspaper and magazine I could get my hands on. I still do. I still feel anger that my children are scared and that something has been taken from us forever. I feel sorrow for the families. I feel pride in my President and military. Am I different? You bet. We have flown an American flag at our house daily for 10 years and we will always do so. I've always had a bathroom decorated in patriotic symbols of red, white and blue. My patriotism hasn't wavered but grown. I still love my husband and children as much as ever, yet I hug them a little harder and keep them closer. I'll never forget sitting on the couch a year ago watching the morning news on CNN when it changed quickly to the towers and one on fire. I'll never forget screaming, "OH MY GOD, it has to be terrorism," as I watched a second plane hit the towers. And, feeling like I had never felt in my life. Real fear. Thank you for the opportunity to write. I know thousands of storie will be more compelling than mine. I know because I've been reading those stories for a year. 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 story2668.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 11, 2001: Twin Towers Tragedy- WTC Catastrophe Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United (1) Maniacal terrorists strike at the big apple of America?s eye. Famed majestic landmarks, the Twin Towers crumble, imploding into billions of bits of molten steel, jagged glass, seared human flesh, and flailing broken bones. Escaping spiked and surging fire balls, staff vaulted through windows. A canine-toothed wing of the Pentagon is broken in the aftermath of the devastation: a massive death toll of innocents remains lodged, buried alive, fifty feet under, feeling the cold-bloodied hard rubble, a steely glint of hope, five warm-blooded survivors are unearthed. Every save a divine miracle. Subways evacuate. First-aid crews take to the streets and man the flaming towers. Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (2) Flattened, the first company of New York City?s finest fire fighters, police, and first-aid crews CRASH and BURN inside the cascading avalanche of steel daggers. The 110-story Twin Towers are brought to their saber knees and then to their foiled ankles. Grieving, a 47-story sister building 7, collapses in distress into ragged ruins. Billowing, nearby brother buildings in the zone remain ablaze. WTC mass exodus: pyre and plumes of smoke hover, flying concrete shards and soot, repugnant jet fuel, raining dust and debris, thousands of frightful fleeing bystanders are entombed. Fatalities, makeshift morgues ferry the sacrificial corpses to New Jersey. The Pile, 1.2 billion tons of scorched scraps are hauled to The Hill of Fresh Kills Landfill. DNA matches: a gruesome, grueling, and grisly task, steam still rising, pickaxes poke for parts. Dogs sniff and succor. Ground Zero: dug-up remains are draped with the U.S.A. flag, saluted, and reburied. Every find a divine miracle. A carnivorous crater, vestiges of an office complex, in the dangerous pit of dignified souls, hard hat archaeologists dig among the ruins:bodies 30 feet below ground: 10 fearless firemen, 3 fearful civilians. High-flying stars and stripes fly low at half staff. Busy bees swarming, scalpeled surgeons, bedpan nurses, and selfless volunteers man the hospitals. Boiling, vigorous New Yorkers, from every mosaic melting hot pot take to the streets and wait for hours to donate their warm vital blood. Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (3) Slamming, ramming into Grade A U.S. Steel, four American jumbo jets are commandeered: flight crews are maced; by razor blade box cutters, pilots are knifed, passengers use their cell phones: ?I Love You? are their final words. Diabolical, suicide bombers -- American men, women, and children transfigured into four human missiles: Flight 11, Boeing 767, Boston to L.A., 81 Americans, eleven crew members, CRASH and BURN, into the north tower, N.Y.C. Flight 175, Boeing 767, Boston to L.A., 56 Americans, nine crew members, CRASH and BURN, into the south tower, N.Y.C. Flight 77, Boeing 757, Washington to L.A., 58 Americans, six crew members, CRASH and BURN, into the Pentagon, in D.C. Flight 93, Boeing 757, N.J. to San Francisco, 38 Americans, seven crew members, CRASH and BURN, into an empty field, in PA., by unsung heroes:?Let?s Roll!? Federal aviation officials ground flights: planes dip, drive, and nose-dive at the nearest airport. Soaring sky high, safe and sound, squawking seagulls with whimpering wings remain in flight and brave the fight. Zippered up, bridges, tunnels, and highways lock gates. Fiercely, five warships, frigate ships, and aiming bull's-eye, guided missile destroyers man the N.Y. coast: Two aircraft carriers: USS George Washington and USS John F. Kennedy man the N.Y. skies. Operation Noble Eagle: combat air patrol to shoot-em-up and shoot-em-down. In steely determination, it is business, but not business as usual. Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (4) It is more than a terrorist attack - It is an act of war! It is a national tragedy! The free and democratic world is attacked: White House evacuates. United Nations evacuates. Treasury evacuates. State Department evacuates. Justice Department evacuates. World Bank evacuates. All Federal office buildings evacuate. Israel evacuates all diplomatic missions - 12 months of merciless jihad: soulless suicide bombers maim, mutilate, and murder Jews. All N.Y. State government offices evacuate. New York?s primary elections are postponed. Trading is suspended: The American Stock Exchange, Nasdaq, and New York Stock Exchange. 110 stories, Chicago?s Sears Tower evacuates. Homeless, a frozen zone, 20,000 N.Y.C. residents are displaced. Chartering a Saudi jet, 11 Bostonian bin Ladens evacuate. Slumbering, F.B.I., C.I.A., I.N.S., and N.S.A. agents rouse. It is the first war of the 21st century! No-man's land, hermetically sealed, the President of the U.S.A. is whisked away. Blinding black smoke and clouds raining ash, heroic, Lady Liberty stands tall in the New York Harbor. Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (5) Mayor Rudolph W. Giuliani addresses New York: ?Deaths are more than any of us can bear.? Senator Hillary D. Rodham Clinton addresses New York: ?We will not be cowed by evil, despicable acts of terror.? President George W. Bush addresses the nation: ?These acts shattered steel but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve.? ?We will make no distinction between the terrorists who committed these acts and those who harbored them.? "Whether we bring our enemies to justice, or bring justice to our enemies, justice will be done." Nefarious doings, suspect numero uno is "The Evil One," cannibal Saudi militant Osama bin Laden and his vile circus of vicious cavemen. Virulent videos, visible, rallying all Muslims with venom and vitriol: "God Willing, America's end is near...? Upward United We Stand: Operation Infinite Justice: seek and destroy Al Qaeda. Operation Enduring Freedom: target cells, villainous metastasizing cancers. Flight 93 terrorist manhunt: 20th hijacker(?) Ramzi Omar or Binalshibh(?) Americans man their maps and ask: Where the Hell(?) is Afghanistan(?) WW III: Worldwide Coalition Bombers vs. Terror-Bender Troglodytes. Oct 7th: Billion dollar bombs drop. Tora Bora caves are wiped off the map. Biological, nuclear, and radiological weapons. Inhalation. Evacuation. Annihilation. "Our nation, in our fight against terrorism, will uphold the doctrine of either you're with us or against us." "And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air" "America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining." "God Bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her..." Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (6) Heaven sent, where 70 virgins await each Islamic martyr on a homicidal-suicidal mission, 19 corrosive terrorists pulverize into an Arabian desert sand storm: desolate and deserted; no bad guys; no car chase; no planes; no black boxes, no survivors, no witnesses, no testimonies, no revenge to seek; no justice to exact; no war to win; and no Hollywood movie. Arise. Awake. New world order and Office of Homeland Security: cockpit dead bolts, armed pilots and martial art stewardesses, no curb side check-in and Arab profiling strip searches. An inferno, charred bodies incinerate into ashes, few funerals, many memorial tributes, urns of WTC dirt comfort. Cremated. Sobbing. Closure. Weeping widows, wailing orphans, donations flood the Red Cross. International terrorism: a worldwide menace. Terrorists: a worldwide monstrosity. Arise. Reborn. One true empyrean: a phoenix, names of loved ones are inscribed on the walls of the observation deck, sacred ground, a shrine, the hatched angels hover, protecting the Twin Towers rebuilt. Lighting a blowtorch, ironworkers, engineers, teamsters, laborers, and dock builders take turns... Last steel column of 2WTC, 58 tons, no. 1,001B, is cut down at 8:17 p.m. Heartbroken, resting in peace, archangel-chief architect Minoru Yamasaki said, "A beautiful solution of form and silhouette." WorldWISE: democracy, liberty, freedom, love, prosperity, goodness, security, and peace, ?We Shall Overcome.? Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. (7) A cataclysmic collision course between good and evil; angels aflight and devils afoot. "Thou Shalt Not Murder," the first set of twin tablets of the Ten Commandments crumble into rubble, and are reengraved: Operation Infinite Circle. Singed aftershocks: fear, disbelief, terror, rage, grief, depression, revenge, numbness, and nightmares. Twin Tower totals: 90,000 tourists a day, 50,000 employed; 25,000 rescued; 35,000 in subway evacuated; and two-thirds empty airplanes. 8,700 casualties, each story a miracle: a raging fire ball, 82% of her body burned, Lauren Manning lives. Fatalities from 80 nations, 343 firefighters, 265 on airplanes, 125 at Pentagon, mournfully, 3,000 consumed. Outstretched, GOD?s hand of mercy, love, compassion, and nerves of steel, vanquished the evil incarnate, ?GOD WILLING.? Spiraling Downward, Upward We Stand United. "Allah Be Praised": Deliverance of Videotape of Guilty and Gloating Murderers. A Modern Day MIRACLE. Amen. "GOD is Great": Evil one, Osama bin Laden is Extinguished. America Gets the Last Laugh and the Final Burn. THE END. Operation Stars & Stripes Forever: U.S.A. Flame of Liberty and Justice Burns Eternal. Long Live the U.S.A. Poetry note: each of the seven verses spirals downward and then spirals upward. The Sole Intention of My Poetry is to Add LIGHT to Your Soul Sharon Esther Lampert Poet, Philosopher, Politician, Prophet and Princess (Kadimah, The Tribal Princess of Israel) BIO: "My Life is an OPENBook, to KNOWMe is to READMe" http://www.poetryjewels.com MOREThan You EVERWanted to KNOWAbout Me E-mail: princesskadimah@hotmail.com Special note of gratitude to my darling muse, A. Cohen, and my dear proofreaders: mystical F. Fojas, magical A. Rabinowitz, musical I. Ruderman and maven P. Winters. http://www.poetryjewels.bigstep.com/generic.html?pid=102 ============================================ 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 story2863.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 11, 2001 IT STILL SEEMS LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY, BUT IT WASENT. I ALWAYS REMEMBER, IT WAS A WEEK SINCE SCHOOL WAS IN SESSION FOR ME. I WAS IN THE 8TH GRADE AT THE TIME, AND MY PRINCIPLE CAME ON, AND TOLD TEACHERS NOT TO TURN ON THE ON THE TELIVISON. AT THAT TIME ME AND MY FRIENDS WERE WONDERING WHAT WAS UP. SO TWO HOURS LATER WE WERE AT LUNCH AND THE LUNCH LADY SAID TO ME THE WORLD TRADE CENTER WAS HIT BY TWO PLANES, AND I RAN TO MY CONSLURE. SHE HAD NO CLUE WAT WAS GOING ON, UNTIL FINALLY GOT HOME AND MY FAMILY WAS AROUND THE TELIVISON CRYING. SO AN HOUR LATER I CALLED UP MY FRIEND AND SHE SAID THAT HER FRIENDS FATHER (KENNITH WALDIE)WAS ON FLIGHT 11, THE FIRST PLANE THAT HIT THE WORLD TRADE CENTER. I CRYED. NOT ONLY WAS MY FRIENDS,FRIEND FATHER DIE ON FLIGHT 11, BUT THE CAPTIAN OF FLIGHT 11 LIVING TWO TOWNS AWAY IN DRACUT. I WAS SO SAD, EVERYNIGHT I HAVE CRYED. IN LATE JANUARY OF THIS YEAR I WENT TO THE SITE IT WAS HORRIBLE AND HAD A SMEEL OF WHAT SEEMED TO SMELL LIKE DEAD BODIES AND METAL. THEN ONCE AGAIN I WENT IN AUGUSET, IT CHANGED SO MUCH BUT I CRYED EVEN MORE. AS THE DAYS GO ON I HEAL MORE AND MORE BUT I WILL NEVER RECOVER, AND IM SURE MILLIONS WILL NEVER EITHER BUT I KNOW WE ARE ALL ALIKE. TODAY IM IN THE 9TH GRADE, AND GO TO SCHOOL WITH KENNITH WALDIES SON,DAUGHTER,AND WIFE.SINCE 9/11 ME AND ANY PERSON THAT I KNOW NEVER TAkE ANYTHING FOR GRANITE. I KNOW THIS WORLD WILL BE NEVER THE SAME, AND AS MY CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN GROW OLDER I WANT THEM TO ALWAYS TAKE NOTHING FOR GRANITE. I WILL ALSO TELL THEM THAT DAD, OR GRANDPA WAS ALIVE DURING THAT HORIFFIC DAY. I PRAY FOR THE WORLD AND EVERYTHING THAT REVOLVES AROUND 9/11. I LOVE THE U.S.A AND AM PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN. 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 story8404.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 visiting my husband Jeff. He travels alot for the union. He was working on a project for Intell @ this time. When the attacks started, I was sleeping... I had the T.V. on. I recall having this horrible dream of this plain hitting a building. I woke up scared to death!...Come to find that this was'nt a bad dream at all, the first tower had been hit! I was dumbfounded. I was wondering "How could that piolet have made such a mistake..." then the other tower was hit... I realized that THIS WAS NOT A MISTAKE!!! I started crying... I wanted Jeff here. I was so afraid! I kept watching, completely confused as to who did this & WHY did they do this!? Then the first building started to come down. I remember I started screaming @ the T.V. The other attacks came... Then the other building fell. I just can't put into words what I was feeling... I don' think there are words for the utter "horror & sadness" I was feeling.By this time I was pretty numb & completly histerical. My husband came back early. He told me that the project was "shut down" for the day. We spent most of the day glued to the T.V. After a couple of hours we went out for a bite to eat. There was a road block cutting off the street to our favorite Mexican joint... Jeff told me that the blockaid is because of security around the "S.W. region air traffic center". We just turned around & came in the other way. I will NEVER FORGET!!!!!!!!!!! Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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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: I had no idea what was going on that morning. It was a normal and fast paced morning for me and my 2 boys. As most moms know getting everything together and everyone out the door can be a job in its self. That morning I did not have the news on, I remember the day was sunny and warm. I was on the way to work with no knowledge of the events that where taking place. I was not informed until a co-worker meet me at the door as I walked in and asked if I had heard what had happened. As I got to my desk I saw that one of my other co-workers had a small TV on. The first tower was in flames and smoke and for a brief moment the camara caught the images of people falling from the building. I stood, not being able to take in all that I had just saw. Them moments later I saw another plane enter the area and the 2nd tower was in flames too. All I could say was "all my god". I could not believe that this could happen to the US. I was angry and hurt, I could not believe that someone could hate us so much. It was a day that changed my life and my families. My husband left work to get the boys, he need to be with them that day. He and other parents were doing the same here in Franklin, WI. I cried that week for the families who lost love ones, but also for America. Today, it is Septmber 11, 2002 and I still cry in disbelief. But as Americans we can and will over come this tragic event and the healing be long in coming but we will still help those who need it. I am proud to say we are wawrm and caring Nation and no one can ever change that. I AM PROUD TO BE AMERICAN! 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 story4334.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 in Indianapolis at IBM on the northside. Traffic was heavy that day because of construction so I settled in for the 30 minute trip down a 5 mile stretch of 96th Street. I stopped at a traffic light and heard our local Christian radio station say that a small plane had been flown into the Twin Towers. I thought it was terrible, but I had no idea what it really was and like a lot of people, just thought it was a pilot who had become incapacitated while flying and flew terribly off course. I arrived at work and some IBM'ers had a television on in a conference room. It's hard to see the enormity of such a horrific event on a 19" screen, but we watched with sickening horror as the 2nd plane hit and finally realized that this was more than an accident. We held our collective breath as Tower One collapsed and were sick at our stomachs when we saw Tower Two follow suit. That day, work fell by the wayside as we watched, speechless. There just weren't any words to say that could relieve the depth of anxiety over what we had witnessed, even from so far away. We were anxious to hear the status of employees who work in the area and were relieved to find out that initially, our colleagues were safe. We grieved more when found out later that one of our employees had been on one of the planes and had perished. As it was with everyone I talked to in the days following, all aspects of life revolved around the attacks. Travel plans were delayed or cancelled, some executives opted not to fly for fear of more attacks. (I don't tend to hear that anymore.) I eventually encountered IBM employees who couldn't take calls because they were attending funerals for victims. I think that's when the depth of human tragedy really began to register for me on a personal level. I spent hours watching television and grieving when bodies were recovered, trying to imagine the depth of sorrow their families must feel, even today. I almost feel as though I have no right to grieve as I do because I am so far away; silly, I guess. If I could carry the grief of just one person from New York or Washington or Pennsylvania, I would. 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 story11124.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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