364 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: The following is something I wrote a few days after 9/11/01. I have previously sent this to friends and relatives, but I feel it's time to share this with everyone so it may be read by future generations. God Bless, Ken Phoenix Uncertain by Kenneth Austin Walsh CATHARSIS I: The Road to Damascus I need to write all of this down right now, while the smells, sounds, and experiences of the past few days are fresh in my mind. I also need to do this now because I?ve gotten some clarity in the past few hours and I don?t know how long that will last for. I have alternated between disbelief, sorrow, confusion, and anger?and sometimes all of these simultaneously. On Tuesday, the man I was ceased to exist. The light has been extinguished from my eyes. I?ve tried to explain things to my wife and broke down every time. I cannot even begin to explain to my daughter Katie how lucky she is to have her Daddy around, nor can I explain to her why her Daddy screams in his sleep or why he shakes for no reason. I cannot explain to her why every time I head a loud sound or bang, I practically jump out of my skin. All I can do is try and take the medication that keeps me normalized and try and make some sort of sense of the whole thing. Now that I?ve just popped a ?happy pill?, I?ve got 8 hours to write this all down, before I descend into my own abyss once again. In the past 72 hours, I have witnessed events that I never thought I would see with my own eyes. What you are seeing on your television is absolutely nothing?and I do mean NOTHING?like it actually was to be there. I keep telling myself that something or someone must have had a greater plan for me, and that is why I am alive today instead of being buried under a ton of rubble. Perhaps that plan just to write this document of my experience to share with others so that they may carry on the memory of those who survived like myself, and the memory of those who were lost. Perhaps it is to share with you that amidst all of the evil, I witnessed some of the finest moments of compassion and humanity that I have ever seen?an affirmation of a belief that I have always held: that we have greatness inside all of us. Perhaps it is about the redemption of my own soul, for like Saul on the way to Damascus, I?m slowly coming to the realization that my life has indeed reached a turning point. I also know that there is no going back to the person I was, and I just have to figure out just who the hell I am now. CATHARSIS II: Abnormal Normality TUESDAY, September 11th, 2001: 7:22 AM, Little Silver Train Station, NJ Kissed my wife and daughters good bye as they dropped me off at the station. Took my coffee, laptop, and briefcase?bought a copy of the NY Daily News. Thankfully since the NY Giants/Denver Broncos game ended late, I don?t have to read about how my team was defeated. Read through the paper all the while sipping my coffee on the one hour ride to Newark NJ, where I will catch the PATH Train (a subway between NJ and NY) to the World Trade Center, just 3 blocks from my office at 1 Chase Manhattan Plaza. 8:20 AM, Penn Station, Newark, NJ Board the PATH train?and actually found a seat! I consider this a good omen for the rest of the day, especially as I was lugging around a very heavy laptop PC in addition to my regular briefcase. It was for this reason that I decided NOT to listen to my CD Player today?it would be just too awkward carrying around a CD player strapped to my waist as well as a laptop and briefcase. I close my eyes to catch a few winks on the 22-minute ride into Manhattan. 8:42 AM, World Trade Center, New York, NY Leave PATH train for the ride 6 stories up a series of escalators to the street level. I decide that my laptop is sitting awkwardly on my shoulder, and that I would fix it when I reached the top of the escalators. 8:45 AM, WTC Path Square (located in the center of the WTC Complex, 1 story Below Ground, where there?s a Shopping Mall) Reach the top of the escalator, and begin to fix my laptop. As soon as I get myself situated?something happens?a sound?something different. Sounds like a crash at first?then a low rumble?then a ?whoosh? throughout the complex. People are starting to run, and once others see people running, they too scramble for the exits. At this point, I think it?s a good time to get the hell out of there, and start to run toward the exits as well. Someone, in his or her haste to get out, knocks me over. I?m falling face first toward a plate glass window in one of the shops. Somehow, I manage to contort my body so that I land on my left knee pretty hard, but my face hits the floor. I?m dazed?compose myself for a minute?and realize I have to get out no matter what just happened. My knee is killing me, but the endorphins take over, and that pain is quickly gone. I feel something warm on my chin, and realize that it?s blood. My fall knocked one of my front teeth into my lip, putting a nice gash in it. I wipe some blood away, and follow another crowd into the lower level of the Border?s bookstore, which also has an exit to the streets?it?s much less crowded, and a calmer exodus of people. I reach the street and exit into the air. There is a burning smell?I?d never smelled anything like it. There are thousands of papers falling from the sky in a quiet procession of calm amidst the chaos. A paper rain, much like one of those party favors that you might have had when you were a kid?you know, the fake champagne bottles filled with confetti. I start to walk across Church Street. I can see smoke, but because I?m so close to the tower, I can?t really see anything. I begin to walk westward toward Broadway past St Paul?s Chapel. As I walk, people are looking up at the North Tower, then looking back down at my blood stained face. I see their eyes are filled with confusion. When I reach the corner of Broadway and look up I can finally see what happened. There, at the top of a building that is approximately ? of a mile long is a HUGE hole?several stories in length?plumes of smoke and flame billowing higher into the air. I can only stand there, watching in disbelief as I realize that what we had all feared had probably taken place: a bomb had gone off in the World Trade Center. CATHARSIS III: Another Ulysses APPROX. 9:00 AM, Broadway It?s funny how the mind operates. You know, kind of like when you see a magic trick, you can?t believe what you saw?or when your team makes a triple play?or when you witness a birth. You know you?re seeing something, but your mind sends signals that it?s just not possible, but there it is. From out of the Tower, I?m seeing debris fall?but it?s coming in very irregular intervals. Usually, debris falls in a pattern as a structure is weakened, and at the same rate of descent. This debris was sporadic, and it wasn?t just falling in a straight line from the Tower?it was arcing. I saw it happen once, twice?but on the third time, I saw what I thought was debris MOVE, I thought I saw arms move?and I realized that debris cannot move, nor could it have arms. I had just seen people throw themselves from the North Tower to escape the consuming flames. I began to shake, began to shout ?No F***ing way!? and ?Oh my God? at the top of my lungs. Someone came over to me and put their hand on my shoulder and asked me if I was all right. I think I said something to the effect I was, but they offered me a bottle of water and some tissues to wipe the blood off my face. I accepted and I asked if they had seen the explosion?and that?s when they told me it was a plane that had crashed into the North Tower. They also told me it was an airliner. The brain couldn?t register that one really?except for the fact that I thought it was a terrible accident, and thank God it wasn?t a bomb. Another person in the crowd came up to me and asked if I needed help getting to where I was going. I realized that my hands were trembling and couldn?t hold either the tissues or water steady and my knees felt weak. Brain kicks in again: yeah, take this guy up on his offer. It turned out he worked for my company but at another location. We began to walk toward my building, and I notice some debris along the way. About a block from my office, right in front of the Federal Reserve Building I see some debris that catches my eye: some tacky looking upholstery that looks like it came from an airline headrest. It was then that I saw a seat cushion and an armrest?THANKFULLY empty. APROX 9:12 AM, 1 Chase Manhattan Plaza I walk one block further south to my building, and reach the Plaza. Just as I?m about to turn to enter my building, I hear the whine of jet engines. I look down the block at the South Tower, and see a fireball engulfing the building, showering flaming debris across the skyline, arcing outward and in my general direction. There is a low, rumbling sound, very much like what I had heard earlier?a sound that grew as the flames spread and debris rained down upon Manhattan. The crowd begins to run frantically toward the east, away from the falling debris. I overhear someone say that it was another jet that collided into the South Tower. It was then I realized that this was no accident, that my greatest fears were realized: we were under attack. It was at that moment, I knew that I had to somehow survive this?get the hell out of there?and get home to my family. I had just become a modern day Ulysses. CATHARSIS IV:The Silence before the ROAR APPROX 9:20 AM, 1 Chase Manhattan Plaza I?m pretty superstitious. I usually sit in the same seat for a baseball or football game if my team is winning. I never pick up a penny ?tails up?, and I don?t walk under ladders. In some convoluted manner, the Universe played a trick on me, for I work on the 13th floor of my building. It never bothered me before, but on a day like Tuesday, there was just no way I was going to go up into my office?so I decided to go downstairs to the Branch to use the phone to call my wife to let her know I was OK. >>A footnote here and an important one because it?s going to come into play later: The Branch is an underground structure, kind of like a rectangular ?donut?. It is just below the Plaza, with a circular glass enclosure in its center containing a fountain. There is an opening at the top of this enclosure to the Plaza to let light in. From the Plaza level, there is a circular wall that allows viewing of the fountain from the Plaza, and it?s quite beautiful when viewed from inside the branch at the level of the fountain.<< Just before entering the Branch, I meet up with a co-worker who sees me and is pretty amazed at my condition at this point?I can only imagine: A deer in the headlights look accompanied by a bloody face. I try and tell him what?s happened so far. It turns out, he?s not going to his floor either?and he helps me into the Branch. Needless to say, the Branch had been closed to all but employees with ID. I also know the Branch Manager, Assistant Branch Manager and many of the staff well because I?ve worked with them directly when I was in the Branches myself. I got in there; they sat me down and got me some first aid as well as some water. I called my wife, told her I was OK and told her of what I was going to do next: try and take the Staten Island Ferry and get to either my parents or my in-laws and have them drive me home. I just wanted to get the hell off Manhattan as soon as possible, especially with the thought that there were two ? mile buildings a few blocks away that had the possibility of collapsing. I called my parents and told them of my intentions as well. Needless to say, I?m pretty shaken up at this point. I decide to sit a few minutes to try and relax, collect my thoughts, and move on. A woman named Maxine (who I?ve never met before) sat with me and comforted me. She also spoke with my wife during my phone call and said she was taking care of me. God Bless her?she was a BIG help. We turned on the radio to listen to the news, to see exactly what had happened, and it was just as we feared: two jet liners were hijacked and were rammed into the World Trade Center?and one other thing that hit us all like a ton of bricks?the Pentagon was also attacked the same way. Nothing was the same anymore. CATHARSIS V: No World Order APPROX 10:15 AM 1 Chase Manhattan Plaza Some people talk about a ?New World Order?. At this point in my life, there was definitely a New World, but anything but order. I had finally calmed down, and was about to make my way toward the Staten Island Ferry when the unthinkable happened: That ROAR happened again?that ungodly Roar that still was imprinted in my head from the last few hours? ?And then I saw the debris and smoke fill the glass enclosure around the fountain. The ground shook, and we all began to rush toward the escalators that would take us to the vault sub-basements in the Plaza. We arrived down there followed by a cloud of smoke and dust?we made our way through passages that led to the underground cafeteria where security told us to go. My first thought was that my building was attacked, but something completely unexpected happened. We had just found out that one of the icons of the New York Skyline, one of the World Trade Towers had crumbled to dust?and that rubble had spread across Lower Manhattan, washing across the Plaza. We were told to stay put?it was safer here, and there was NO visibility AT ALL outside. More people started to file into the cafeteria?all of them covered in dust?stark white ghosts with terrorized eyes peering from the rubble that had been strewn onto their bodies. Among them were two people who worked in my department. I rushed up and the three of us hugged and held onto each other. We got a table in the cafeteria; got some of the water and wet rags they were handing out to help us breathe. ?And we sat?for two hours?and waited for news of when we could leave the building. In the meantime, there was another dull roar in the distance?THAT ROAR? ?And the other Tower had fallen. ?And God only knew what the rest of the world outside looked like. CATHARSIS VI: A Hole in the Sky APPROX Noon, 1 Chase Manhattan Plaza Now I know what my cat feels like when I let him out of his carrier after we bring him back from the vet. He always wants to get the hell out, and yet he steps out gingerly, unsure of what he can expect. I kind of felt that way as I exited our building after we were told to head toward the East River. I also felt like a B-Movie actor on one of those bad 50?s ?Day After?? movies, the ones usually used for cannon fodder on ?Mystery Science Theater 3000?. There was dust everywhere, and it looked like it was snowing in September. There had to be two inches of dust and debris on the streets as CJ (one of those guys I mentioned earlier who worked with me) and I made tracks for the South Street Seaport. We?re wandering around, towels around our faces like some post-apocalyptic version of TE Lawrence and The Shadow trekking across the Nafud, or Paul and Jessica across Arakis in ?Dune?. We looked back where the Twin Towers had been?the same two towers CJ and I came through every day from the PATH (she?s from North NJ)?the same two towers that had dominated the skyline since we were children (we?re both 40, born a month apart). There was nothing. Absolutely nothing?except for a huge black cloud where those beautiful towers once stood gleaming in the sunshine. It was as if you used a photo program on your PC, highlighted the Towers, deleted the image and filled the blank area with smoke. It hurt to breathe (and I?m a smoker, so I can just IMAGINE what a non-smoker would have felt). The dust stung your eyes and skin. It was raining dust?a horrible snowfall on a late summer day?a snowfall that contained pieces of building, asbestos, paper, jet fuel, and God only know what else. I was reminded of Good Friday for some reason? We finally got to the River, and began to follow the exodus uptown toward God knows where. All CJ and I knew was that we had heard there were ferries still running to NJ (the SI Ferry was shut down at this point, so my first plan was abandoned) and we had to catch one. The air was clear, and I decided I REALLY needed a cigarette at this point (NOTE: A martini was my first choice, but the bars were closed). I offered one to CJ?who hasn?t had a cig in 10 years?she took it, we lit up and moved on. CATHARSIS VII: Dorothy and The Scarecrow EAST RIVER ESPLANADE: Approx. 12:30 PM I?m thoroughly convinced that The Universe has a sense of humor. CJ and I stop and look out at the river just below the Brooklyn Bridge. We can see hundreds of people walking across the Bridge to Brooklyn, the same for the Manhattan Bridge in the distance. It?s actually a beautiful day; there are no clouds in the sky?there are people just sitting on benches on the esplanade looking out at the water?some are fishing?some are making out. Order amidst chaos. We had just come from chaos into one moment of perfect beauty. I think to myself that this is really a beautiful day, and I imagine myself at the Shore or in my backyard with my kids?and then it hits me? ?No beach to walk on unless I get home. No backyard and no kids and wife unless I get home?and God only knows what else happens on this day. Snap back to reality?we?ve got to get home. CJ and I meet a Police officer who says ferries are leaving from Pier 11 for NJ and directs us Uptown. Just a slight problem?Pier 11 is just South of us a few blocks, so CJ and I are headed in the wrong direction. Like I said, the Universe has a sense of humor? SOMEWHERE ON THE LOWER EAST SIDE: Approx., 1:00 PM CJ and I have walked for a while. I?m still carrying the laptop and briefcase, and I really can?t feel the pain in my knee yet, but at least my lip has stopped bleeding. Needless to say, both my shoulders are killing me. We walk around trying to find Pier 11, just Dorothy and the Scarecrow trying to find Oz. We walk through neighborhoods that we would never walk through regularly, and people are coming up to us and asking if we are OK (we?re covered in dust at this point). They give us water and comfort. We see others helping people?a woman in a wheelchair giving directions and a bottle of water to two people?four people hugging in the middle of a street glad to find each other?Police Officers with their arms around people offering them comfort as well as direction. I realize at this point what my Dad always said about the blackout of 1964 (he was trapped in the subway) that New Yorkers are people who put all differences aside when in a crisis. We finally find a cop who points us in the right direction?we head back downtown. CATHARSIS VIII: Just Click Your Heels Three Times? PIER 11, New York, NY: Approx. 2:00 PM We found OZ. No emerald city here, just a bunch of ferries that were going back to New Jersey. CJ and I parted company here. She headed back to Jersey City and one of the few remaining trains that were running out of Hoboken. I got on a high-speed ferry bound for the Highlands on the Jersey Shore, about 10 miles northeast from my house. I decided I?d worry about how to get home from there?I?d walk if I had to. The Police search our bags before we get on? The ferry is VERY comfortable, complete with bar that is, unfortunately closed?it costs approx. $18 each way, about twice my cost for the trains (which were NOT running at this time), but they were ferrying everyone at no cost. They gave us water, and there were two clergymen on the boat, a Catholic Priest and a Minister, both Chaplains of the Highlands Fire Department. A call comes over the loudspeaker asking for 50 volunteers to take the next boat. People get up and leave, willingly with no problems. I see the Priest and yell out, ?Father, are you riding this boat?? He says yes. I decide to stay. NY HARBOR, Approx. 2:20 PM The boat leaves, and the Scarecrow decides to look back at the Emerald City. The Towers are gone. The Black Void is still there. The Scarecrow loses what Brains he had left and breaks down. Like the Towers, I?ve just crumbled into a pile of rubble. IN TRANSIT THROUGH NY HARBOR AND THE ATLANTIC: The Minister sees me and comes over to talk. He was in Viet Nam for two tours of duty. I tell him what I?m feeling, and he tells me what happened to him. He?s describing what I?m feeling to a ?T?. I?m amazed that someone else can describe what I feel?and realize just how fragile we really are as humans?and I also realize at this point, I?m not the same person who woke up that morning. We both pray publicly. It is my first time praying in public since I was 14. Like I said, the Universe has one hell of a sense of humor. CATHARSIS IX: ?And Say ?There?s No Place Like Home? HIGHLANDS, New Jersey Approx. 3:00 PM We arrive in New Jersey The Minister walks me off the boat and asks if he can do anything else, and I tell him he did more for me than anyone in a very long time. I follow the crowd off the gangplank. We are told that we will have to present ID. We are also told that if we are covered in dust we will have to be decontaminated. I am told to go to the ?left? line. By belongings are put in a bag; my laptop and briefcase are scrubbed by men in isolation suits by hand. I am told to stand forward a man with a fire hose that then proceeds to spray water on me from head to toe. As he is doing this, I can see the NYC skyline in the background. What two gleaming towers, had once dominated, was now dominated by a huge cloud of smoke and a gaping hole where the towers should be. I was told to turn around so they can spray my front. They do so?and I have been baptized into the New World. I?m handed my belongings, and a Police Officer takes my statement as he was informed that I was in the WTC when the first plane hits. It?s the second time that day that I?ve told my story?but this time more emotions are coming out?and I find I cannot look anyone in the eyes when I talk to them? I?m directed toward a bunch of vans, busses, and private cars where I?m told that someone would drive me home. I walk slowly, drenched?laptop and briefcase still present?away from the water and toward a parking lot. All I can do is stare straight ahead and make no eye contact with anyone. I feel like I?m there (here) but somewhere else. A woman named Doreen asks me where I?m going, and I tell her. She says she volunteered to give rides to people, and really has nothing to do?mainly because she was just laid off from Nike the day before. She offers me her cell phone to call my wife?it?s the first time we?ve spoken my phone call in the morning. I tell her I?m coming home in a few minutes. Doreen assures her I?m shaken, but OK. We drive off to my home. CATHARSIS X: Who Says You Can?t Go Home Again? We arrive at my house?and I run to my wife (holding our month-old daughter) and my 4 year old daughter, Katie. Everything comes back to me in a big rush?I break down. We all thank Doreen, and I give her a big hug goodbye. In the next few hours, I try and explain things to my wife?and some of them I can?most of them I cannot. We call my doctor who tells me to go to the ER at the Local Hospital for a chest x-ray and some tests?apparently the stuff I was exposed to may have contained asbestos?and God only knows what else. While getting tested, they had me speak to a Psychologist?just like others who were coming in. I told my story the best I could, and she was a HUGE help for my family and me. I needed to talk and I did?and I realized that there is a lot I still have to deal with. CHARTHIS XI: Phoenix Uncertain I?m hanging in there as best as I can?and for the past five hours, I?ve been spilling my guts out for those of you I know, and those of you I do not. This has been my story, and there are thousands of others such as I. I mentioned before that I am not the same person I was when I woke up on Tuesday. Quite frankly, I?m not sure who the hell I am anymore?but these things I do know: *I am a Father of two beautiful girls *I am a loving husband of, quite simply, the most amazing woman on the planet AND THOSE THINGS ARE THE ONLY THINGS THAT ARE MY LIFE! Please?just take the time to hug your kids, wife, partner, loved ones?NEVER take them for granted! Hold on to your friends and keep them close?chances are that this has touched us all in one way or another. We have all been transformed in one way or another by this event. We are all filled with a plethora of emotions?I certainly know I am. Let us work together to seek justice for those who have been killed or injured. Let us offer a hand to those who need it, whether or not they have been there first hand. Let us all show the strength of humanity and compassion that we are all capable of. Let us rebuild our city, our nation, and our fragile planet. Let us go forward with one voice that says we shall never allow this to ever happen again. God Bless You, Your Families, The United States Of America, and our Beloved Planet. Kenneth Austin Walsh BORN: Mar 14, 1961 DIED: Sept 11, 2001 REBORN: Sept 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/. Title A name given to the resource story10855.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 had just been at so school for about only 2 hours when I first heard about the planes crashing into the world trade center. I was in my American history class when the announcement had just been made. Ironically history was being made while i was attending my class learning about the past. It didn't even quite hit me, what had happened until i actually saw it on the news. that day was my friend's birthday so all of us were self-involved with our own lives instead of realizing the mayhem that had occurred earlier that day. how selfish were we to not even consider the livees lost and those who knew those who were in the world trader center. my heart just sunk in after it finally hit me... terrorists hadd attacked us at the most brutal way ever... attacking innocent civilians! ! ! how cowardly can they be??? i just don't understand what people are actually thinking when these acts of violence are brought out upon us. September 11, 2001...a day that can never be forgotten, a day of rememberance for those who lost their lives in the building, for the couragious heroines, who risked their lives to save another and jeapordizing their own lives, and for those who just want to remember. 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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 11th I was sitting in Mrs. Bravard's fourth period Science Class. We were finishing up class and getting ready to leave. We had just gotten our homwork. Mrs. Bravard then turned on the T.V. We were fine and content until what happend next. It would change History forever. We saw a replay of the plane hitting the first Trade Tower. We couldn't figure out what had just happend. We thought it was an accident.Until a second plane hit the other tower. We then knew that it wasn't an accident.We just sat in shock for lack of words. We all went to lunch silently and also ate silently. In fifth period, we dropped all of our work and watched T.V. I didn't know what else to do, so I jsut cried. It seemed like the only thing to do. For the rest of the day we watched in disbelief. That night there was a memorial for all who died. I didn't sleep at all that night. My life was changed forever. I will never forget what happend or where I was on that fateful day. Peace and God Bless!! 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 story6450.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 2001 began for me like a boring but normal day, because it was raining a lot here in Brazil and I had to go to school. Then I arrived school, and at class I started talking with my friends (as I do everyday). Then we had a break at 9.30 a.m. (8.30 a.m. in NY). We came back to the class... Then, the time passed... and passed... At 11.30 a.m. (10.30 a.m. in NY), one of my friends asked to go to the toilet downstairs. When he arrived, he was pale!!! We didn't understand what was going on with him, then we asked what was happening, and he said: "I saw on the news downstairs that NY suffered a big attack. He was nervous and scaried. Then, everyone got downstairs, and we saw on TV one of the towers in fire (at this time, one of the towers had already collapsed, but the TV was just repeating the images). I didn't believe that, because I love NYC although I've never been there! It was raining a lot, and me and my friends went home... When I arrived home, I can still remember perfectly, I saw the second plane hitting the other tower. Then I said to my mother: What's happening? And she said: NY is under attack!! I went to my bedroom to see that horrible images, and I can say I cried because of that!!! It was 12.30 a.m. in Brazil and I still couldn't believe in that scene! I saw people running on the streets to escape of the dusts, I saw people jumping by the windows. All of these scenes made me cry an scream at the same time!!! I slept for some hours and when I woke up, I watched the same scenes I did before sleep... A famous journal put an especial edition about this attack in the afternoon (a thing that i've never seen before!!!) At night I just saw the dust covering Manhattan... Then I asked to myself: Where are the towers? I can't see them!! Course I couldn't, because they were already on the ground!!! I never had a day like that until today!!! Nowadays, I still think about the attacks in the WTC towers, I have more than 350 pictures of that, because I love NYC, and sometimes I pray for all who died there!!! I hope do not pass for days like that never more! I was not in NY, but I felt horrible just watching this! And I think today NY should rebuild the capitalism symbol(WTC), to show for all the people that NY's stronger than ever! 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 story7412.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. 2002-09-14 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 200.191.184.251 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 wasn't anywhere around the Towers or the Pentegon or Pennsylvannia....I was watching at home on tv. I was getting ready to go to my mom's house with my two little ones when the phone rang. It was my husband telling to turn on the news. I ran to the tv thinking it was another school shooting at one of my kids' schools instead, everything was a mess in just seconds! I did make it to my mom's house to find my sister in tears because her husband is an airplane mechanic and he was at the airport. She couldn't get through to him and she thought something was happening at our airport as well. Turned out he was fine. I watched all day...glued to the tv and I felt so much pain for all those people trapped in the buildings and killed in the planes. I can't even imagine the pain the families were feeling. I went to give blood because I felt that was the only way I, in Missouri , could help. I said many prayers for everyone affected. I commend those brave heroes who gave themselves to help others. I commend the Mehlville Fire Protection who went and helped out. For me, alot has changed. I think I am more aware of things going on and I take more precautions. Yes, I am one of the many who are petrified to fly now....I try not to be. America is stronger than any terrorist. God bless all those who was lost, their families, and the brave men and women who gave of themsleves. I'll always remember and keep you in my thoughts and prayers. I can't believe it has already been a year....feels like yesterday. 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 story6741.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: My husband in in the US Navy, stationed aboard the USS George Washington. He had left the week prior to the attacks. At the time I was 3 months pregnant and my son was going to be 3 in October. The morning of the attacks we had just gotten out of bed and I was so excited because my husband was due home on the 11th. I turned on the t.v and started flipping through the channels, and there it was, the second tower had just gotten hit. I called up one of my friends who also had a husband, and brother on the George Washington. We sat there and cried as she couldn't get a hold of her mom who lived in New York. I left the house and went over to hers, where she had finally gotten in touch with her mom and everything was ok. I stayed over there all night waiting to hear something from my husband, finally he called and told me that they were on there way up to New York, just in case. The feeling that I had was a sense of lonliness on the tragic day. But knowing that all these other people had lost so much, and knowing that my husband was making them feel somewhat secure, made all the feelings of being scared not matter so much. It is scary when your husband is out to sea for up to 6 months at a time, but knowing that he is protecting our country makes so much more sense. My heart goes out to all of those who have suffered a great loss. God Bless all of you and 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 story3409.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. 68.7.221.28 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 had just moved to Chillicothe 2 days before to open up a new store for my company as general manager...we were into day 2 of unloading semi upon semi of merchandise and unboxing and setting it all up....luckily the store that was there before had a stereo system set up through intercom that we were all listening to...we were about a half an hour into our day when we heard the first reports of an airliner slamming into the world trade center. This event is enough to shake anyone (like me) that has ever been atop the World Trade Center. Minutes Later we were all HORRIFIED and SHOCKED that antoehr plane hit the second tower....at this point we knew it was not an accident....that was followed by the pentagon, and the crash in Pennsylvania....I felt safe because i was in Chillicothe...no terrorist targets there....but i felt a true deep fear for ANYONE who lived in any major city, metropolitan area, near a national monument, and the more i thought about it myself and others even in a small city in southwest ohio. I was expecting the capital building, the statue of liberty, and the Sears Tower all to gone before he day was over... A report came over the radio that one of the towers had fallen...and my visualization was that it had fallen sideways....having been atop those towers before i knew how tall they were....and i just cringed thinking how many people may have been crushed by the toppling building... I went home for lunch and watched CNN footage of the event....and was at the very least relieved that the building didnt fall OVER....maybe taking the death toll into the tens of thousands... That day was the sadest and the proudest day of my life.... it was the saddest because of the thousands of INNOCENT lives that were lost for NO good reason. It was the proudest because i feel that America grew MUCH stronger as a NATION that day. I was afraid there would be massive looting in the streets of NY and that did NOT happen! The people of NY came together...delivering pizzas to the brave men and women that served in the NYPD and FDNY. Flags were raised where there was no flag before. Flags already standing were erected at only half-mast. One thing is for certain...i will NEVER EVER forget that day. I could tell you the name of everyone that was there with me, what i was doing and exactly where i was when i heard certain bits of news that day. To my mothers generation....it was "where were you when Keneedy was SHot?" to my Generation: " Where were you when 9-11 occured?" I have a series of about 10 photos taken from atop the World Trade Center only days after I turned 16. I am 28 now...I was 26 when 9-11 took place. I also have a ticket from the observatory the day i went to the top of the World Trade Center....I will cherish those pictures the rest of my life...it IS (not was) a symbol of American Power and always will be. I have been there...and have felt the "rush" of being there...and the wrenching feeling in my stomach the day it fell. To see those photos even two years later brings me to tears. I feel for all those who perished unneccisarily and for the brave members of New York's emergency response services who died trying to save the life of others--and for the friends and families of all victims. The group of terrorist cowards that brought the World Trade Center down brought attention to themselves that will only increase pressure to erradicate such extremist groups. May all of the souls who died on September 11th know that they will NEVER be forgotten by my generation or any generation soon to come. They died as innocent loved ones, friends, and HEROES! I dont know what else to say......but 9-11 will LIVE forever as a reminder of how fragile life is, as a reminder to the sanctity of life and as a reminder that the only reason that America, and American interests are a target to extremist groups is because we dont tolerate threats to our country! Go Bush, Juliani...et al.... You are heroes to us all. New York, Washington -- God Bless you! Stephen T Carson Ft Mitchell KY (5 mins from Cincinnati) 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 story9419.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. 2003-08-14 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 12.220.82.71 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 home from work because of illness. My husband called and told me to turn on the TV. When I asked why, he just repeated "Turn on the television". I turned it on and then asked him what I was looking at. He said that someone had called their spouse and said a plane had just hit the World Trade Center in NYC. I said "Yes, there's smoke coming from the building but, they must be showing a replay cause there's the plane....wait, why is there smoke coming from the building before the plane hits it?" That was when the second plane hit and I saw the flames and smoke from the second tower. My husband immediately turned to the people he works with to tell them there was another plane. He then said he would call me back. As I stood there staring at the television, my mother came downstairs and instead of looking at the TV, she came over to me to ask what was wrong. I couldn't answer her....I just turned her around and pointed to the TV screen. At that time, we both started to cry. And then, we heard the news of the other flight crashing into the Pentagon. And the last plane went down in a small town in Pennsylvania, not too far from the area where both my husband and my families live and where we both grew up. In February of 1987, my husband was working in NYC for a few months and my son and I flew up to visit for a long weekend. I have a picture of my son and myself outside on the lower level of the Statue of Liberty with the Twin Towers in the background.....little did we know that day how precious that photo would be. 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 story5011.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: My name is Spring and on 9-11-01, I was 28 years old. Like most people my age moments like this were historical. Our granparents and parents all had their "unforgettable moments. I was too young to care about Elvis, had to wait until I was older to watch the footage of President Kennedy being shot to death next to his wife. These moments were very differents for those who lived through them. Now my generation has its own "unforgettable moment. Not that I thought that we needed one. I always hoped that we would be the first of many generations to live peacefully. It was a nice thought, however, only a dream. Who knows maybe someday my dream will be in the history books along with the great Martin Luther King. I was at work on the eleventh. One of my co-workers came into the office and started to tell us what had happened. But like most of the Nation, had no clue what really happened other than a plane had hit one of the trade centers. We were shocked by this "accident" and devistated as we watched on the television as the second one hit. I was mortified that someone would plan to do this much harm to so many innocent people. I can't even begin to explain what I was feeling at the time. There are no words to express emotions like the ones I was feeling, along with the rest of the world. Only because of this tradgety could I imagine the emotions my family members felt during their times of sorrow for the country. Now I was greiving with not only a Nation, but the World was greiving too. So many lives lost in such a little time span. When I could see on the tv that the towers were swaying I started to say "they're going to come down, they're going to come down!", it was too late. My heart fell when they did. and It was Replaced with hate. Now i was mad. To think that one person can feel all of those emotions at one time is impossible. I hope now that I never have to fell that way again. I still cry for all of the people whose lives were interupted by ignorance. The people who had no choise but to die. Men, women, husband, wives, brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, neices ,nephews, friends, but most of all the mothers, fathers and the children will never be forgotten and will always be loved by One Nation. That One Nation to me is all of the people in the world that love and beleive. For if we beleive strong enough we can beat this evil that has come our way. God Bless is something that I choose to say. And I would be proud to have someone share with me something from their religous beleifs that means a lot to them. I love people. all people, but I do not like ignorance. Ignorance brought slavery and we beat that. Thank you Mr. King for that dream, may mine come true too...before I die. Thank You to the people who are all heros in my book for becoming the angels that now guide us. United we stand for in God we trust 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 story5419.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 watching television with my kids. They were watching TV and something made me change the station from what they were watching, to the news. There was no news flash on their channel but I knew something was wrong. When I turned the news on there was a picture of the first world trade center burning. I said to my boyfriend " Oh my god- thats the trade center- all those people". At the time the second plane still had not crashed and people still thought it was an accident. Then as a reporter was showing live pictures of the first building, the second was hit. I then knew it wasnt a mistake and just thought of all the people that were in the buildings trapped. I started to tear up thinking, " what if that was my son or daughter?". I was glued to the tv for hours watching buildings fall, lives be lost, families be torn, and our sence of security be taken. I live not too far from a power plant and worried if that was next. All i know is that I fear the worst could happen again. In my mind I am also grateful for the people who helped and are heroes. They are in my mind and heart forever. Charmaine Staats 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 story5442.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: the time was approachingbreak time at work and from where i work to the Sarasota airport is't far but you could see Air Force One and the Presdident and his ataf. the sad faces they had and worries ahead of them. it was a clear fall day when fellow co workers just was shocked , cause where i work at we do alot of miltary things. tho work went on you could tell most of us wanted to go home , we was ingrief of the nation but we didnt within the same week we was doomed to be hit by a strong tropical strom out in the gulf. tho it was months til we flew the flag full staff but we continue to work we carried our grief well cause we flew newspaper flags. and we each one of us on that worked on the miltary projects put forth a bit better product out the door. its now a year later and we still used the same care as we did before, and share our thought and prayers to each American either citzen or miltary. just hearing the news and the roar of Air force one and those fighter planes the tag behind will not be forgotten 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 story4490.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. 12.77.133.108 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 will never forget that dreadful day. I was at work when I heard that one of the twin towers had been hit. At first I was in disbelief up until the second tower was hit. I rushed to our kitchen area where there is a television, however, they were doing a lot of talking and the picture was not really clear. All day long everyone kept asking us did you hear about the World Trade Center, Pentagon, the planes and all the people that were presumed dead or missing. The reality of it all did not come until I got home that evening and saw the actual news coverage. The image that burns in my memory is that of those planes crashing into the towers. It seemed as if it was a bad dream. I watched that one particular shot over and over again. It just lets me know that nothing is safe and we as Americans have to be on our toes at all times. The world does not have to be bad, it is certain individuals that make it that way. We as a PEOPLE should be able to live harmoniously. Keep hope ALIVE and 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 story4229.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. 136.181.195.17 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 11th I was working at home, listening to the afternoon radio show I like, when the music was interupted to say that The World Trade centre was under attack. It was time for a coffee, so I stopped and turned on the TV, nothing could have prepared me for the event I was to witness. The images were so difficult to watch, yet I found it impossible to turn off as my mind and body experienced so many emotions. I was angry that I felt compelled to watch, I was angry that one human being could want to inflict such pain on an other, I was angry that I was stuck 3,000 miles away across the Atlantic and could do nothing to help. What was happening may have been in New York, but those people were dying an arms length away on my TV screen. I was devastated, scared for my children, no-one can want a World war, and all the events of that day led to me writing the following poem. ?REMEMBER ME? CLOSE YOUR EYES, CAN YOU HERE ME? I?VE SOMETHING TO SAY PLEASE BE STRONG, HELP EACH OTHER SURVIVE, THINK OF ME, EVEN TALK TO ME, I?M WITH YOU EACH DAY, NOW YOUR MEMORIES WILL KEEP ME ALIVE. I?M SORRY I?M NOT THERE, TO PROVE THAT I CARE, AND I?M SORRY FOR ANY TEARS I MADE YOU CRY, IF I EVER TOOK YOU FOR GRANTED, THEN THAT WAS UNFAIR, PLEASE FORGIVE ME, OR AT LEAST, WILL YOU TRY. REMEMBER EACH DAY, AS YOUR SUN GOES AWAY, YOUR NIGHTS ARE NOT AS DARK AS THEY SEEM, I?M THE SHADOWS THAT TOUCH YOU AND KISS YOU GOOD NIGHT, I?LL KEEP YOU WARM AND SAFE IN YOUR DREAMS. I WISH I COULD HUG YOU, HOLD YOU SO TIGHT, AND CHASE AWAY ALL YOUR FEARS, I JUST WISH I COULD SOOTHE AWAY ALL YOUR PAIN, AND KISS AWAY ALL YOUR TEARS. NOW PLEASE REMEMBER MY GRIN, AND THE WAY I WALKED IN, MY HELLO, MY EXCUSES, MY GOODBYE, AND REMEMBER MY DARES, OR JUST THE SMELL OF MY HAIR, AND ALL OUR DREAMS, THAT WERE ?PIE IN THE SKY.? AND REMEMBER MY LIFE, AND ALL THOSE SONGS THAT I LIKED, OR THE MAD WAY I RAN UP THE STAIRS. WHEN YOU LEFT ME ALONE, I ALWAYS WISHED YOU WOULD PHONE, I ALWAYS MISSED YOU WHEN YOU WEREN?T THERE. DRAW STRENGTH FROM ME NOW, MAKE ME PROUD, HOW YOU?LL GROW, RISE ABOVE, SPREAD YOUR WINGS, BE SO FREE, AND MAY PEACE RULE YOUR LIFE, FILLED WITH LAUGHTER AND LOVE, AND FROM TIME TO TIME, THINK OF ME AND WHEN YOU DO, REMEMBER HOW I LOVED YOU. I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVED ME. FRED BEACH SEPT 11TH 2001 ?REMEMBER ME? WAS WRITTEN ON THE NIGHT OF SEPTEMBER 11TH, THE EVENTS OF THAT DAY PLAYED ON MY MIND, AND I WROTE THE POEM FROM THE POINT OF YOU POSSIBLY OF ONE OF THOSE LOST. I TRIED TO IMAGINE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE TO LOSE YOUR LIFE SO UNEXPECTEDLY, AND WHAT, IF IT WERE POSSIBLE, I WOULD WANT TO SAY TO MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS. SO IT?S MY FEELINGS DEDICATED TO THOSE LOST AND THOSE SUFFERING THE LOSS, IT WAS QUITE DIFFICULT TO DO, NOT FINDING THE WORDS, BUT RIDING MY EMOTIONS, COUPLED OF COURSE WITH THE EMOTIONS OF THE DAY, I?M GLAD THIS WASN?T A REALITY FOR ME, BUT HOPEFULLY THERE IS SOMEONE OUT THERE WHO CAN RELATE TO MY FEELINGS, AND TAKE MY WORDS AND TURN THEM INTO THEIR OWN MEMORY OF SOMEONE THEY LOVED AND LOST. I THINK IT WORKS, FRIENDS AND FAMILY CAN RELATE TO IT, IT WOULD BE NICE TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE THERE IN NEW YORK LIKES IT TOO. I DID SEND THE POEM TO NEW YORK LAST YEAR, BUT WITH SO MUCH GOING ON, I HAVE KNOW IDEA WHAT RESPONSE IT MAY HAVE GOT ,IF ANY, SO MAYBE NOW ALMOST A YEAR ON, IS A MORE SUITABLE TIME . ON THAT NIGHT I WAS TIRED BUT COULDN?T SLEEP, I SCRIBBLED DOWN THOUGHTS AND WORDS REALLY JUST TO PASS THE TIME, BUT WHEN I READ WHAT I HAD WRITTEN THE NEXT DAY, THOSE WORDS MADE ME CRY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, KEEP SMILING NEW YORK. FRED BEACH ( JUST AN ORDINARY GUY) 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 story2125.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: About two-and-a-half hours before the first airliner was hijacked, I was in the process of seeing my grandson being born. Looking back on it now is even more surreal than usual, because seeing him born was one of the most amazing things I have ever witnessed. After he was born, we were all excited and didn't even bother with the television, which was in my daughter's hospital room. My wife and I stayed for about three more hours after he was born and then we got a ride home from the hospital with our grandson's other grandfather. The whole time on the ride home we talked about what we had experienced, and since the other grandfather hadn't been there to see the event, he kept his radio off as we talked. Arriving home at about 6:30 AM, PST, we were still clueless as to what was happening because after spending almost twenty-four hours in a hospital we were exhausted and wanted a little shuteye so we turned the TV onto the Cartoon Network so our other grandchild could watch something while I at least tried to get some sleep. The next thing I know my wife comes rushing into our bedroom, very excited, telling me that an airplane had just slammed into the Pentagon. I had to find out what was going on and when I looked at the television, they were talking now about the World Trade Center buildings collapsing. I am like going "What's going on here?" Suddenly, our happiness just turned into grief. How can you go from seeing a birth and then watching as thousands of people are being killed as two buildings, almost up there with the great wonders of the world, disintegrate? So, my family and I have happy memories on the anniversary of the most devastating terrorist attack ever, but it is very bittersweet. Our grandson still doesn't understand what happened that day but we want him to know, and others, that this is a wonderful country we live in no matter who is president, whether we like that person or not, and that he and others have many relatives and friends who are going to keep a watch on him and see that he is protected from harm. 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 story11005.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 remember the day of September 11, 2001 as vividly as if it happened today. I was at Jonesy's Diner in Terre Haute, Indiana eating breakfast with my boyfriend very early on the morning of September 11, 2001. We were enjoying a heartily made Indiana home-cooked breakfast on a bright and sunny day while commenting on the traffic passing by us outside on historic US 40. Everyone around us was talking and going on as one might imagine would be happening in a small diner in the midwest, when I overheard the news channel break in on our local country station. They were reporting of the first plane hitting the tower. Before my boyfriend and I left, the second plane had hit. It was all so surreal. The planes at the Pentagon and in Pennsylvania were even more unbelieveable. We were out to breakfast early that day because we are both college students, and were heading towards class that day. By the time we got to the Indiana State University campus in Terre Haute, Indiana, classes had been cancelled, and hoards of people were sitting around the TV's in our lounge's gasping and crying, and cussing too. Who would dare do such a thing to us, and why? HOW were they able to pull it off? What did they want? What were we going to do in response? Was there more coming? All sorts of thoughts were cycloning through my head, as I am sure they were in the heads of the others around me. We were all just speechless. I have never heard such an utterly eery silence on campus.By mid-day, there was a gigantic TV in our food court, with large speakers surrounding it. The lights were all dimmed, and all the seats in the place were taken. No one could peel themselves away from the TV, including me. Our school paper, the Statesman, ran a special edition. I've never seen people come together like they did that day. I'll never forget it. We may have been far from New York, but that day all US citizens were from the Big Apple. 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 story1231.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 attending Rtgers University which is only about 35-45 minutes away from New York City. On the 12th me and a bunch of my fraternity brothers drove to Ground Zero to volunteer our services in any way possible. One of my brothers is a volunterr fireman and was called to actually go within the wreckage and find any survivors. My brothers and I helped in suppling the rescue workers with food and water. What I saw as I was doing my volunteer work were bodybags carried away, families who actually stayed up overnight hoping to get word of their loved one who was missing. I also saw every volunteer and rescue worker shed tears, I couldn't help but join. We cannot allow this to ever happen again, to many lives were destroyed and too many were lost. 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 story973.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 remember that I was in school and we had an anouncement that the world trade center had been ran into with a U.S. plane. We turned on the news and they showed the plane hitting the building. I felt sorry for the people who didnt make it out of the attack. I lived on a military base, so to get back on to the base took hours. Later on that day we were told that another plane had hit the other trade center. Then they showed us the other plane hitting the trade center. They interviewd some people in New York and we got to hear what they had to say about what happened.For the next couple of days we watched the news to keep up with what was going on. 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 story2446.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 work in downtown Chicago when my co-worker had seen on the internet a plane had just flown into the World Trade Center. We all started to hit the internet new sites and by the time we were able to get through to site the second plane had already hit tower two. By then we realized what was going on, the US was being attacked. My desk looked directly at the Sears Tower and I could not take my eyes off the building for fear that something was going to happen. The office was frantic with people trying to get information. I called my mother because I knew she would have access to a TV. I informed her I was fine and she informed me the FAA had ordered all planes to the ground. My company has offices in the Sear Tower and we had heard the building was being evacuated for safety. Moments later our building had been given the evacute signal as were most buildings downtown. I am disabled and use a van service to travel to and from work. Before we were given the evacuate call I had already contacted my transportation service to pick me up. As I waited on the street for my ride to come I was amazed by two things. Everyone, and I mean everyone was on a cell phone, and there were no planes in the air. Chicago is home to two major airports and for there to be empty skies sent chills down my spine. I had also call my wife, a school teacher, that I was enroute home and I was fine. Her school had received very scattered information so I told what I knew. When I arrived home I was clued to the TV. Until that point I had only seen still photos and heard stories. Watching the tapes of what had happen made me shiver and cry. I was never in any danger, but for a few hours that day the unknown made me very nervous. 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 story1046.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: My name is Jan Pasquale and I work at HBO (Home Box Office) in mid-town Manhatten, 42st and 6th avenue. That morning I arrived at Grand Central at about 5 minute past 9am and made my usual walk up 42nd st. The day was an extremely important for HBO as we were going to get the Nielsen ratings for the first part of our mini-series, "Band of Brothers" which aired that past Sunday. I was expecting a big press day, spinning our success for such a great program. My thoughts were pre-occupied as to how we position the movie, when approaching 5th ave and 42st, there was an unusually large crowd of people looking up toward the sky downtown. It takes a lot to get New Yorkers to stop for something so the crowd definitely grabbed my interest. Looking up I saw that one of the Twin Towers had smoke coming from the top of it. I asked someone what had happened and they said that a plane had hit the tower. The towers are fairly far from mid-town and the smoke, at that point, did not seem overwhelming. In fact, I thought a small plane had hit the tower and that it would be quickly brought under control. I remember feeling sorry for the few people on the plane who probably got killed and hoped that not too many people got hurt in the building. I then hurried to my office building to get the ratings. Seeing that I am in the media business, I turned on my television to the usual channel - HBO. As HBO does not carry news, I still had no idea what had just transpired. My main concern was getting the ratings for "Band of Brothers". When the second plane hit the tower, other people on my floor started coming into the hallway to ask if anyone had heard what was happening. I switched my television to one of the major broadcast networks and became shocked at events. About the same time, the head of HBO at that time, (Jeff Bewkes) and the head of marketing (John Billock), called me to ask what the ratings and promotional points were for "Band". I remember thinking, "Are they kidding, don't they realize what is going on outside?" How could any media even care about our program. As soon as I got off the phone, I called my wife, Karen, who was at work in Ridgefield, Ct. She had no idea what was going on, never mind the severity of it. My window faces Byant Park (next to the public Library) and The Empire State Building. The skyline is downtown, facing the World Trade Center. Smoke was billowing up over the buildings, covering the entire skyline. There were constant sirens and crowds of people in the street. In the background, the news coverage was scrambling to get a handle on what was happening with a shot of the Two Towers on fire in the background. It was surreal. I told my wife that I would call her back as soon as I could get more information. I remember calling my parents down in Beverly Hills Florida. While talking to them, the first building collapsed. Later there was another rumor that a plane had struck the Pentagon and another had hit the capitol. After I told my parents that I was okay, I called my wife back and told her what had happened. She wanted to know if we were evacuating. I told her we were told to stay put as the bridges and tunnels were closed. Grand Central was being evacuated. Here I was, in the middle of so many landmarks. I was surrounded by Grand Central, The Empire State Building, Times Square, and Rockefeller Center. No one knew what was going to happen next. We felt like we under attack, yet it didn't seem real. There was no place to go and I could only sit in my office and stare in disbelief at the chaos outside and on my television. People began to leave HBO around noon, if they lived in the city. Other people in my office were trying to reach people they knew that worked down at the Towers. I was trying locate one person from IT who commutes by the Towers and when no one had heard from him and I had earlier expected to have a conference call with him. He was heard from much later that day. I felt sick to my stomach by 1pm having heard, seen, felt and smelled the disaster. It was obvious that so many people had died as the Trade Centers typically have well over 10,000 people on any given day. The sirens all day long had begun to unnerve me, as well as seeing the horrendous events taking place at the towers. We had already heard of people jumping. A woman in my group had heard that a close freind of hers had spoken to their friend in the Trade Towers, just before it collapsed. He was stuck on his floor and never made it. Another woman in my group had a friend who was a fireman, and he was missing. He also perished that day. By mid-afternoon, Grand Central had re-opened. I left to go home, selfishly worrying about the abspestos in the air and what kind of delay we would have on the trains. I remember looking at the people who had finally made it from downtown to mid-town. Their clothes were covered in ash and their faces white from shock and exhaustion. I remember sitting on the train and noticing looking at the shoes to see which people were from downtown. Finally, the shock wore off and it took every ounce of energy not to breakdown and cry for all that had transpired. When I got home, I was so thankful that I was alright. I also began to feel guilty for not going downtown to see how I could help. My daughter gave me the biggest hug I have ever received and I got so choked up. I was so happy to see my wife and kids, yet I was so depressed by what I had experienced that day (and days/months to come). The surealness continued that evening as I had forgotten that the roter rooter man was at our house to clear up a major drain problem. He and I were dealing with this drain well into the night. It seemed so insignificant and I was just operating on auto pilot. People out of the city can have no sense as to what that environement was like in NYC that day. Just as I have no sense as to what the people near and in the Trade Centers went through that day. It scars you for life and has created such a sadness for humanity to see what people are capable of doing to one another. However that day, and days to come, showed me the compassion of many people. It fostered great pride in our nation. It brought family values to the foreground and pushed greed to the back. There has been much good to come out of this tumultuous time. Although there is still much evil that exists. I believe that the human spirit will remain strong and overcome the ills of man. Life still has many great moments to share with us. 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 story5644.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 was supposed to be picture day at Jenks High School. I woke up at that morning like I did did every morning at 6:00 only this morning was different. I felt my throat hurting, and I had an awful sinus headache. My mom and I decided I should stay home from school. She went back to sleep, and I tried to sleep. After about an hour of trying to sleep, I went into the living room and turned on She's All That to watch. My mom woke up later, so I turned the movie off. She likes to have her coffee and watch TV in the mornings before my brother and sister wake up. That's when I saw the news on channel three. I thought at first that they were talking about the previous attempt to bomb the World Trade Center. I asked Mom about it, and she said she thought the same thing. At that moment they showed the image of the first plane hitting the first tower. I think I just stared at it in disbelief. It was such a shock to think something like this could happen. All the pictures on television really upset my mom. She was just crying. I couldn't cry at the moment. I just stared, wondering who in their right minds would do this to innocent people. I stared for probably 10 whole minutes, then the tears started to flow. I realized that there were going to be thousands dead. I realized that America was being attacked on that day. I thought of my school. I wondered how the kids and teachers were coping with the tragedy. I knew that my history teacher Mr. Fritz would have the TV on in his room. He was very big on current events, and if it meant crying while watching something, his students would watch it. I knew that if I were at school that day, I would just want to be home. I thank God I was sick that day. I was able to feel at least a little bit of comfort in that time. 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 story7028.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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