401 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: My roommate's sister called me and and said" did you hear what happened?" I said I hadn't. She began to tell me and I clicked on CNN.com on my computer. Watching the events unfold before me I desperately tried to call any one from my job (I work at the Rotary District Office in Kalamazoo, MI). After leaving message after message I finally got a hold of Dr. Ed Foster a vet in Charlotte, MI. He was with a patient but took my call. I told him what was happening and his first reaction was "You're from there aren't you?" I said I was and he told me to close the office and leave. I promised I would make up the hours and he told me he didn't care about the hours and that I "needed to be at my apartment where people could find me". I went home, forward my phone to my roommmate's sisters house and the second I walked in her infant daughter smiled and put her arms up for a hug. 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 story1084.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 at Langston Hughes Middle School, doing the regular things that a seventh grader would do. I went to class, took a test, and talked with my friends. At around noon I was walking with a bunch of my friends to history class after lunch. The school was unusually quiet, then all of a sudden a student went running through the halls shoutng "A plane has crashed into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon!" my friends and I were not amused "That is not a funny joke" I replied. Then I stepped into my history class and only about hlaf of hte class was there. Everyboyd was silent, our history teacher decided to tell us what had happened. He did not know very much, but he told us all that he did know. "A commercial plane has crashed into both World Trade Center Towers, and the Pentagon. I am not sure hwere all of the planes came from, but I think that one of them was flying out of Dulles." I was in total shock, how could such a horrible thing happen to us, the United States of America? Then my heart sank, I remembered that my dad was flying out of Dulles that morning for a business trip. When it was time to go to our next class I was fighting the tears that were forming in my eyes. In my next class, Math, the teacher went about the business of a regular school day. However my friend who's dad was working in the Pentagon that day, were holding hands trying to comfort each other, we were both afraid that our fathers might be lost. When the bell rang we walked out to the locker commons, normally the noisest place in our school was silent. I got on my bus and no one spoke, our bus driver had the radio on and we were all listening. I got home to find out that my father and my friend's father were absolutley fine. Unfortunatly one of my other friends was not as lucky, her father was a passenger on the plane that crashed into the Pentagon. Later that night I was on the phone full of anger, disbelief, and sadness. How could someone do such an evil thing! Even though I was only 12 years old on September 11, 2001, it is a day that I will remember for the rest of my life. 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 story6824.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: Martin Luther King Day ~ January 21, 2002 Rain spatters on the train windows as we barrel toward the city. It?s Martin Luther King Day ? gray, foggy, and cold. This time I am here with my parents. The last time they were here was maybe five, six years ago. After arriving we take the subway to the City Hall/Brooklyn Bridge stop. I'm amazed, still relatively unfamiliar with the layout of the city, that the bridge really is right there, rising up into the fog. We walk in the opposite direction, downtown, as icy drops pelt our shoulders. It is truly a miserable day to be sightseeing. My hands are already numb with cold. We brush quickly past St. Paul?s Chapel and the soggy, yellowing flowers, stopping for only a moment to read a few notes and signs. Much of the ink is running in the rain. "That was it," I say, trying to catch my breath. "Did you see the cranes a block over? That?s where it is." For my parents, the moment is anti-climatic. "You can?t see anything," my mom says. I know what she means. This isn?t our place. We can?t picture how it was before. Today Ground Zero is not our destination. We want to take the ferry to Ellis Island. The Statue of Liberty is still closed to visitors. After purchasing tickets the woman behind the glass tells us we just missed a boat, and that we need to get in line, because it takes a long time to get through security now. The rain is drenching us. My umbrella seems useless as the wind whips it around and droplets cascade down my pant legs. We groan at the sight of at least one hundred people in front of us in line, waiting to get into the "security tent." We stand behind two older couples, one British and one American, who are trying to put on their best front about this ? laughing at the puddles and the cold, joking with one of the National Park Service worker, who is keeping an eye on the line. The man, who must be in his thirties, has a surprising gleam in his eye as he chats with the crowd. "I?m sorry, but this is just the way it is now," he keeps saying. "We have to have this level of security." But he doesn?t sound resigned. When we finally get into the screening area, they make us take off hats, gloves, and belts; open bags; turn out our pockets. We have missed another ferry because the searching takes so long. Finally, we are excused to move on and wait. On the boat finally, I revel in warmth and dryness. Looking out across the dreary waters, I can barely see the city, which is shrouded in fog and low clouds. At Ellis Island, we eat, look around a bit, and grab brochures, but it?s not until we go up to the next floor, to the Great Hall, that the history of the place hits me. Reaching the top of the stairs, I stop for a moment and look at almost nothing. The room is practically empty. Sunlight has come and now streams through the windows; my feet echo as I take a few steps. I can feel people here. I hear laughter and chattering voices. I see, hazily, faces of hundreds of people. They all came here. It?s almost hard to talk in that room. It?s better to stand quietly and imagine. Close to sunset, we wait for the ferry back. Outside the day has drastically changed. The sky is orange. I can see the city. On the lawn in front of the museum a flock of geese peck at the ground, covered with the faintest blanket of snow that clings to the blades of grass. I watch them and the city behind them and the others who are out there watching, just like me. ? ? 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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: Our morning started in the same way as any other school and work day. Our youngest daughter, a senior in High School had left for school. We were watching the Today show. Right in front of our eyes was the most fearful sight we had ever witnessed. Our America was under attack. We have a son in the military and we immediately called him. Amazingly, he had not even been made aware of the situation yet. He too was shocked but more fitting, he was angry. He told us he was ready to do whatever his country needed him to do. We told him how proud we were of him and to remember that we loved him. Our son-in-law is a border patrol agent in San Diego, Ca. Our daughter called us to tell us her husband was told to go home and pack his bags and to be at the airport in 2 hours. He was not told where he would be going. Our daughter was scared and yet so proud. Our son-in-law called that night to tell her that he was in New York City and would be guarding the airport. He would be there for 30 days at least and working 18 hours a day. He was able to check in with our daughter and their two small children daily. We did ask him if he had visited Ground Zero. He told us yes, and that he really did not want to talk about it. The days that followed were such a blurr. Our country was walking in a daze. We were no exception. Due to a recent car accident I was at home and could not quit watching the television. It made me cry, it made me mad and it also made me proud to be an American. It made me proud that we had a son serving his country and a son-in-law who was able to work as a Border Patrol Agent, his childhood dream. We asked our soon to graduate daughter what she would like as a graduation gift and we were amazed that she told us that she wanted to go to New York City. She had already been there two times with her High School Choir, but she really wanted to go back. I remember her telling us after her first two visits that the people did not seem very friendly. Two weeks after she graduated we went to New York City and spent a week enjoying the beautiful landmarks and yes, the FRIENDLY people. Everyone you walked by would smile, make eye contact and walk with a sense of pride. Our daughter was amazed. One morning I was looking out the hotel window to the busy street below. I heard a fire truck moving through the traffic. What I saw next still gives me the goosebumps. The people on the street stopped walking and saluted the firemen. I could not hold back the tears. Our daughter did not want to go to ground zero, but my husband and I did. As we were leaving to go and visit this tragic site, she decided that she did want to go. We got on a subway and made our way there. It was a quiet ride. There were hundreds of people gathered. You did not hear voices but just faint wispers and sobs. It was the most sobering place I had ever visited, even more sobering than when I visited the USS Arizona in Hawaii. This was not a military strike, my God it was innocent people who just wanted to work and live an honest living. As we walked on the surrounding streets, almost feeling badly that we were walking on the dust that was all around, made me wonder whose body dust I may be intruding upon. This should be a sacred area, I thought. Our daughter, who wanted this trip as a gift, sobbed quietly. You see, she had just been there 2 months before the attack and saw the Twin Towers with all their splendor and strength. As we left the area, we didn't converse much, what was there to say anyway? I could feel my heart pounding inside of me. My knees felt a little weak. My big strong husband had tears running down his cheek. This was an emotion he saved only for the loss of family or for joy at the birth of our children and grandchildren. We walked away silently and decided that it was time to be strong and be proud to be an American. What better way to get this feeling than to take the ferry to see the Lady of Liberty. Standing there strong and beautiful, still welcoming people from all countries to this great AMERICA. On our subway trip back to our hotel, I found myself looking at people wondering if they had lost a loved one there. I said a silent prayer to give each person strength to go on. I can't pretend to know what the loved ones are feeling. After a few days we left this great city of New York. I think we all three felt that we had left part of our souls behind. I do know, we left better AMERICANS! Our daughter has returned to New York City again, but did not go back to ground zero. My husband and I plan to visit again as soon as we can. We love NEW YORK CITY, it's people, it's strength and it's determination to go on. God Bless New York City 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 story3446.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 arrived to work at 8:30am. We got the news here at work minutes after the first plane hit. My first thought was that it was a plane accident or maybe a helicopter that hit the tower. Somewhere between 8:45am and 9:00am I called my mother, she works for the City of New York Home Care Services, 14th Street. When I called her she knew that a plane had hit the tower but, was not clear on what had actually happened. While we were on the phone people in her office were beginning to hear the news and she hung up to see what was going on. At that point, I learned of the second tower being hit and everyone at work began gathering around the television watching the news. The phone lines in that area were down and I was not able to contact my mother again until 7:00pm that night when she arrive at home. My mother was 61 years old and all I could do was pray that she was safe. She had left work around 10:00am that morning walking with a group of ladies from her job. She walked most of the way uptown and into the Bronx where she was able to get on several buses that would get her to Mount Vernon, NY. Thank God. While visiting the city in July, 2002 I went to the site where the Towers once stood, it was painful to see. 911 effected us all, I have thought of all the thousands of people in that building then and every day after. NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN! 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: During school this happened and we turned on the tv to watch. The day before my mom had left on a flight to Zurich, Switzerland. While we watching all I could think about my mom whether or not she was on those planes, I didn't know if she had to come home earlier, because she wasn't scheduled to come home till the next day. I was worried but my dad called me on my phone during school and said that she was okay. All I could think about was her all day because I knew that could have happened to her. I just want to thank the Lord that he kept her safe through this tragic event. I just want to say to everyone that they are in my prayers. 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 story2937.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: Our class filed in after recess and sat down ready to begin what seemed like a a normal day our teacher solomly came in and in formed us that somthing tragic had happend fearing nothing as most 13yr odls do we listened intently as out moods were brought down. each genoration has o rememvers where they were when an event happend mygrandparents remember where they were when ww2 broke out my parents still remeber where they were when kennady was shot and i will forever remember where i was when the twin towers came crashing down. 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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 son was 2 weeks old. He had not sleep well all night. Around 5 a.m. I discovered that he had a fever of 102 degrees. His doctor told us to come into the office at 7 a.m. He sent us to the hospital, because his fever was so high and he was so young. We had just admitted him into the hospital, and were waiting in his room while the doctors were performing test. The news came on and told us that the trade centers had been hit. We watched in silence as they told everyone what happened. My husband is the National Guard, his boss called and asked him if he heard what happened. My husband went to the army base as I waited with our son in the hospital. For the next week I watched the news broadcast, from his hos[ital room, about the horrors that had just occurred. 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 story3157.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 woke up that morning like any other when I was in college: tired. But that morning was different. My friend called me on the phone and said, "Turn on the news, something happened to the World Trade Center." So I flipped it on, casually, and I saw something to the effect of, what the news anchors were describing as, as small jet hit one of the towers. My first thought was "Wow, what a terrible accident." I didn't give it an overwhelming amount of thought, however, as I got ready for my class at 9:40 am. I didn't even hear until I got to class that the second tower had gotten hit and that the second tower was gone. The professor didn't make much notice of it because I suspect he didn't really see the news reports until after class. After that it was pandemonium - people saying that the towers were gone, both of them - how could that be possible? Saying that the Pentagon had been attacked? News reports of missing jets? Immediatly upon hearing that both towers were hit I knew we were at war. I rushed to find my mother, who happened to be working at the university I was attending. We frantically tried to call my grandparents, both federal government employees, after hearing some reports of a car bomb outside the state department (which later turned out to be false). Thankfully we got in touch with them and they were ok, but campus was a mess. People crying, glued to the TVs, trying to call loved ones and not being able to get through. At my school, there were a lot of people from the New York City area, and they were hit hard. My friend's sister was in the south tower and evacuated before it got hit, thank God. It was just about the most terrible day I can remember. I think we should all contribute where we were that day, what we were doing, so that we all remember what it was like on that most horrible of days. I wrote a poem for the third anniversary of 9/11, to hopefully in some small way try to honor those people who answered the call and rushed into the building, and anyone who stayed and helped out the injured and sick. Those are the true heroes of 9/11. We owe it to them to remember. As the earth spins round and round the sun Babies are born and daily errands done. We gather here and now to mark the time When buildings burned, into them heroes climbed. Their resting place, this hallowed ground Became that day a burial mound. Do you recall where you were that day? They do, and here upon this ground we say: Remember. 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 story10820.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 never forget what I was doing on September 11th. It was a Tuesday and the dance team I am a part of had already begun rehearsal for the upcoming pep rally on Friday. We were learning "Love Shack" because the theme was supposed to be "70's" and I remember our 2nd lieutenant Jenniann was explaining what we were supposed to do. The music was blaring so loud when we heard our principal, Dr. Veach come over the P.A. system. We missed the first half of what he said because we didn't turn the music down in time, but our director had heard that there was some sort of tragedy and to please not turn on any t.v.'s or radios. Everybody thought that one of our classmates had gotten in a car wreck or something. . .we never thought something this huge could ever happen to us, in a "perfect" community like Westlake. We kept on rehearsing while our director was called to a staff meeting to find out what really was going on. Finally, at 9:30, we had "Circle", a time for us to reflect on how much we had accomplished in practice and compliment each other on a good rehearsal. It was then, in this large circle of 45 girls that our director told us that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Centers. Immediately everyone gasped in horror, not wanting it to be true and there were comments like, "Who would do this?" and "How can someone be this sick?" Everything after that was crazy, and we all ran into the locker room to change. Instead of our usual punk rock music blaring on our favorite radio station, we listened in silence to the DJ explaining what had happened. During 3rd period, my English teacher had the t.v. going and we watched the towers fall on a staticky t.v. I remember calling my mom during this class, even though we're not allowed to use our cell phones, just to make sure she was okay. In fourth period, my History class, I picked up a packet on Mwambutsa IV of Africa as I walked in the door. My teacher was not as perky as he usually was and he also had his t.v. going, even though the school board had asked all schools to turn off all t.v.'s and radios. Throughout the day, it was all people could talk about. My friends even joked about theories of who might have done it. It never really hit us that people were suffering and losing loved ones. Finally, in seventh period, my Chemistry teacher told us an escape plan, just in case something was to happen. We were all to go down the the "G-wing" underground and we had to stay with her, no matter what because she was responsible for us. Hearing this was a total wake-up call...that what had happened over 8 hours ago was affecting all of us on the opposite side of the country. I was now afraid to go home because it would mean going home to an empty house, without anyone to help me in case something did happen (I live with my mom who works late nights). I started thinking about this book I read in the 7th grade, about a guy and his girlfriend and how they tried to escape the effects of an atomic bomb, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember a single thing they did to save themselves. I called my best friend who lives in Dallas to see how she was coping. What she told me was probably the most frightening thing I had ever heard. Her dad had just flown to New York the night before and they couldn't get a hold of him and her sister went to college near the Pentagon. I didn't know what to say or what to do to help her through. All I could say was "I'm sorry." I'm not a very spiritual person so I couldn't offer any encouraging verses or pray for her because I just didn't know how. My memory of last year stops there. Today, one year from that horrible day, I went to my drill team's version of a Bible study (called Encouragers). We spent most of our 30 minutes talking and reflecting about what had happened and how we were coping. We talked about how some things happen for a reason, but no one could see what the God's purpose for this was. But I saw one: September 11th helped me to become a more spiritual person and it made me realize how precious life really is. 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 story2719.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. 206.77.47.2 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 the morning of September 11, 2001 I was getting ready for school when my mom called all of us into her room. We, as a family, watched the tradgedy until we had to go to school that morning. The towers hadn't fallen yet. When I got to school that was all teachers and students were talking about. The rest of the day was all a blur. In all of my classes we just watched the news in awe, not really knowing what to think. Could something this tradgic really be happening in the United States of America? It was sort of a rude awakening. We have been so big and powerful for so long, how could this happen? Until this day I still pray for all of the familys who lost their loved ones. I am so thankful that America has great heros, such as the firefighters who are willing to risk their lives in the line of duty to save ours. 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 story8128.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 got to ESOL class, and the TV was on. I thought it was a movie or something. But I saw my teachers face and, I knew it was for real. I hadn't been in the United States for a long time so I didn't know alot about the twin towers or the pentagon. It was kind of weird wathcing the NEWS and all of those people. It was about second period and the lights went off, even the emergancy ones. In my ESOL class we had to get under this huge table in the corner. No one was taking it seriously, but my ESOL teacher said Someone might be outside with a gun or something. And all of a sudden, parents were coming to school and checking their kids out. It was really freaky. When I got home, there were at least 17 messages on my answering machine. All of them from people in Brazil, my friends, family, etc. They were all telling me to come back to Brazil. It was a really agitated 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 story9240.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 9 months pregnant and had just dropped my 3 year old off at preschool and heard on the radio that the first plane had hit the WTC. Of course, I thought it was a terribly tragic but solitary accident. When I got home my husband called from work to ask if I knew what was going on. That was when I turned the TV on and saw images of the second plane crashing. I sat there on the couch not able to comprehend what was happening. I was relaying everything I saw to my husband and him to his coworkers, I was their link to information. I remember vividly the sick feeling in my stomach and praying that I wouldn't go into labor. I didn't want to bring my baby into the world on such a grim day. Fortunately, little Jacob Christopher waited 6 more days to make an appearance and he is such a blessing. I think that we all knew of someone who died that day, I was lucky enough to not have any close friends or family perish but I feel for all those who did. I think about 9-11 everyday, we went to NY for the first time since the attacks over Labor Day Weekend and I can really say that it is a wonderful city and that I love New York. God Bless NY, DC, PA and the USA. I will remember always. 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 story4567.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 driving in my car, on my way to work, listening to NPR(NAtional Public Radio) when the programming was interupted by a somewhat confused commentator telling us that he beleived an aircraft had hit the world trade center. My first instinct was to think it was an airline crash, but within a few minutes, they reported that a second airliner had hit the world trade center. I knew at that moment..almost instantaneously..that it was terrorists attacking us. OF course the magnitude of the whole thing had not hit anyone yet..but even just the idea that terrorists had made such a blatant attack really hit hard. When I arrived at work, all work had basically come to a stop. We all just kind of sat in stunned silence and listened to the radio. At the time this occured, I was having a long distance relatinship with a man who worked in mid town Manhatten. I began to e-mail him..asking if he was okay. Within a few minutes, he did e-mail me and let me know that he was safe and sound He also mentioned that he was , for the most part, locked into Manhatten and even into his building. IT was a very, very scary time for those in New York. I had an insider view to this through his e-mails all througout that day. It really brought home how much technology made it possible for us to be in touch with those that we loved in cared about in New York. Although September 11th was a stunning, terrible, scary, sad day in our history, the most amazing part about it was how americans came together in a way that we never had in our generation. It is a shame that it takes tragedy to remind us all of our patriotism, but it was hard to find someone that hadn't become proud to be an american through and through. 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 story6676.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 can remember sitting in my homeroom class hearing a few people talking about it but no one had heard any kind of confirmation of it yet. A few minutes later the bell rang to go to my first period class. I can remember wondering what all everyone was talking about in my keyboarding class when the announcements came on the intercom. Right after the announcements went off my teacher turned on the TV so we could find out a little more about what happened. I can remember a lot of other students walking to the office crying trying to call home. Everyone is my class mouth dropped. No one could believe what he or she had just heard. We kept the TV on all through first period. I think I started crying around when the towers fell. I can remember asking God how He could do such a thing to all of these innocent people. At lunch I called my dad and asked him how my family was and if he was planning on coming to pick me up. Later on when I got home my family and I just turned on the TV and watched the news from around 4 until 10:30 that night. Normally my family will all sit down and eat dinner together and turn off the TV but that night we left it on and our prayers that night were a little longer and my family got a little closer. 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 story6837.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: For three months during the summer and early autumn of 2001, I was conducting fieldwork in Tanzania for my PhD in Anthropology and Archaeology. On 11 September I was enjoying my last day of a four day holiday to Zanzibar, taken with a postgraduate student from NYU who was on my project. We were preparing for a special supper to mark the end of our holiday, which we had taken once our supervisors had left us alone in Africa and we had gotten a handle on our work. I am an American student at University College London in the UK, so I am used to being far from my family when big events occur. What I remember the most when I witnessed what was occuring on CNN International, was the desire to be back in the States, despite the horror and fear and potential danger. It made me think back to the Persian Gulf war, when I heard on the news that a number of Americans with an Israeli background were heading back there. I thought that they were crazy to want to return to a land so fraught with danger, but when the US was attacked, I was overcome by the wish to be in the middle of the scene. My friend and I had ten minutes to spare before our driver was coming to collect us for dinner. On a whim we decided to turn the TV on. We were on temporary resident visas, so hotels and travel were cheaper for us than non-residents and we had been able to splurge on a very posh hotel with a TV in the room. Having spent quite a while out in the bush, and then in Dar-es-Salaam in a hostel, we hadn't seen much of the rest of the world. TV was novel and almost intriguing. When I first switched it on and saw an image of the WTC damaged and smoking, I switched the channel thinking that I was watching a lame Hollywood action film. The next channel showed the same image. And then the next. And the next. And of course by that point we'd seen all of the channels on the Zanzibari TV at the hotel! I can remember growing cold in the damp heat of the late afternoon and calling my friend's name several times to get her attention. She joined me where I stood in front of the TV and we grabbed each others hands when the replay of the planes crashing into the towers was shown seconds later. The second crash had not occurred that long ago. Our knuckles turned white, but we didn't notice at first. The trembling was much more obvious. I began to whimper "Oh my God" over and over again until my friend told me to stop so we could hear what the news reporter was saying. My family is from Connecticut and the closest city to us is New York. It has always been the city that I most affiliate with from home. My friend of course, being from NYU, has a community of her own in the city, and my sister, cousin, and numerous friends live there as well. We watched as our home of sorts was terrorized and destroyed. I felt so ill, imagining my sister getting up for class that morning and deciding to stray further afield than normal, maybe to meet a friend for coffee, maybe just to take a walk. She lived below 14th Street, in an NYU residence hall and would not normally have any reason to be in the vicinity of the WTC. But, in times like that, your brain churns through the possibilities and alarms go off with each new variation that is created. I remember in 1998 when there was a terrible train crash in London that made international news I received a number of emails from people I hadn't heard from in six months or more, begging me to respond so they would know I hadn't been on the train. It had made me snicker a bit at the time because there was simply no reason for me to ever be on a commuter train in that part of the city, but that is just what happens when a crisis strikes nearby to a loved one. Rational or not, these things enter your head. When we managed to pull ourselves away from the TV and meet our driver, the first of the towers had fallen. We told him what happened. He became very serious and with a grave tone he told us that it sounded terrible and he would pray for our families. He told us to try to enjoy our meal and each others company and to be thankful for it. Rather than head straight to the restaurant, we stopped at an internet cafe. The people there had heard of the news and when we walked in, looking troubled and confused, they immediately sat us down at a computer and said they hoped we would hear our families were safe. Nobody needed to tell them why we were there. I emailed my family, suffering through the incredibly slow computer connections. I already had a number of emails from my flatmate who was watching the news unfold with our new flatmates who had come to London from NYC a week before. Their office at an architecture firm was three blocks away from the WTC. I asked my flatmate to call my family and see if they had heard from my sister. Minutes later I got an email from my father saying that her whereabouts were unknown. At supper my friend and I talked about what we had seen, our voiced raised a little louder than normal, perhaps in the hopes that somebody would hear and ask us to explain. We needed to share it, but were too shy to just cry in public, to scream with the rage and despair that we felt. An older English couple sitting next to us did lean over and ask us what we were talking about. It felt so good to tell them, to confide in these lovely strangers, to release the burden of our knowledge. Our conversation made me feel strangely peaceful, and the day died with a painfully beautiful sunset, soundtracked by the soulful call to prayer that projected over Stone Town, the main town on the island. We witnessed that night begin with our senses raised beyond the norm. We were at a rooftop restaurant, taller than the other buildings in town. The sunset was brighter than I would have normally noticed, the cushions upon which we sat were silkier, more comfortable, than they looked. The drinks were smoother, the food more aromatic. Later, when we returned to the hotel, news had spread. When I explained to the receptionist that my family was American and they might try to call me, he nodded his head and promised to pray for me. That night a number of calls from people with North Americn accents were connected to my room. None of those people were my Americans, though! The phone lines to the island are dodgy at the best of times - strangely my parents tried to call me twelve times that night but always reached a private residence in Zaire. It was 16 hours later that I was able to retrieve my email back in Dar-es-Salaam, and learn that my sister and cousin and friends were all safe. My sister had seen the second plane crash from Washington Square Park, and was caught up in the chaos that followed. Because of where she lived she was stuck in the city for a number of days before they reopened the roads, just in time for her to catch the train back to CT to attend the memorial service for a young man from our hometown who was killed that day. We had gone to high school with him and his brother. That is the closest person to me who died. My youngest sister is aquaintances with a girl in the high school whose father was lost. Three others from our town died as well, a very low number considering that so many people from our town commute into NYC and work in the finacial district. People say we were lucky as a town, but there is something almost too optomistic about that, I think. Back in Dar, people on the streets would stop me and my friend and ask us if we were American. It was obvious that I was mzungu, a white person, a foreigner. Before the 11th we were stopped a lot anyway, but they always asked where we were from. This time the question was more direct. Normally when I travel I hestitate to admit that I am American. I know that our country's policies and economics have brought hardship to many people in other parts of the world and I am ashamed of that. Because so many other regions of the world are drenched in anti-American sentiments (which for some reason many Americans don't know and don't understand), I try to be cautious. I often just say that I am visiting from London, which isn't a lie, but not quite the whole truth. After the 11th I looked everyone in the eye and said "I am American, my family lives near New York". The outpouring of love and support from every Tanzanian I spoke to was overwhelming. It got me through the rest of my stay in Africa. People would lay a hand on your shoulder and say they would pray for you, that they were sorry for what had happened, that they wished we would find it within ourselves to heal. Their openness gave me strength and helped me come to terms with a changed world. I accepted each blessing with gratitude. My parents were very worried about me after the 11th because Dar has a large Muslim population, but I felt safer there than when I returned to London. There was something about the honesty and concern of the people there that made me feel protected. And something my family wasn't thinking of at the time - the inhabitants of Dar had felt the wrath of bin Laden in 1998 when his people bombed the US embassy there. That story is always overshadowed by the bombing in Nairobi, because so many more people died, and Americans were injured. In Dar only twelve people died. All of them were Tanzanian. A memorial to the victims, constucted with salvaged materials from the site, stands in the garden of the National Museums of Tanzania, where I spent my days working with fossils held in the collections there. I was reminded every day that my country now had a certain pain in common with Tanzania. I spent the rest of my stay in Tanzania addicted to CNN International, despite the footage and the commentary growing stale. Every waking moment I was watching the TV. I was "lucky" enough to have one available, since I had met and moved in with a woman from Kenya who was working in Dar and living in a nice flat connected to my hostel. She had a TV that received two English language channels, so we watched it together, while my fellow postgraduate student often wandered back to her room after an hour, saturated. On the other hand, I couldn't help but stay up until 1, 2, sometimes 3 am to see what new piece of information was being fed to us. I flew back to London less than two weeks after the 11th. I'm nervous about flying on the best of days, but this flight was torture. I fought panic attacks for most of the journey, my nervousness not helped by the fact that our plane had been grounded in Nairobi for 16 hours with an engine problem. Back in London I felt like a fish out of water. I was very nervous. Some of my friends had attended a peace meeting before my return. One of the topics of conversation was how to differentiate between anti-Americanism and anti-American policy sentiments. It scared me to think that the world had felt our sorrow, but that many people had lost sight of that sorrow and had given in to a wariness towards our country's next move. The politcal arena infringed on everyone's emotional lives, and I became uncomfortable with many of the president's statements and decisions. If I had had a better solution, I would have offered it to anyone willing to listen, but I eventually grew tired of trying to explain the US's actions or position to my non-American friends. After all, I wasn't making the policy or implementing it, and I hadn't lived in the country long-term since 1995, so I felt a bit out of touch with the American mindset. I begged my friends to leave the topic alone in my presence, as I simply became upset with being forced to defend my country's actions, when I myself struggled to understand them and frequently disagreed with them. In public I began to worry about speaking out loud, lest somebody hear my accent and make a scene. I didn't go to any of the peace rallies or support meetings. All it takes is one nut in the crowd to create a disturbance. I had iamges in my head of one fervent anarchist lunging towards me screamimg "capitalist pig amongst us!". Thankfully, a month later, my paranoia calmed down and although life didn't - and won't - ever go back to normal, I began the slow process of coming to terms with what had happened on 11 September. Right now I am in Washington DC doing some research at the Smithsonian. One year ago I was sitting in the open air, breathing in the cool Zanzibari night, mentally reliving the worst event that I had seen my country suffer - all from the comfort of a chair in front of a fuzzy TV screen. And a year later, on the one year anniversary, here I am in DC. Isn't this what I wanted? To be here, near my family, with my countrymen and women, to finally partake in the community grieving process that I had missed...? I attended the 8am service of remembrance at the National Cathedral. I was moved by Desmond Tutu's homily, by the sight of businessmen crying and holding hands, by the spiritual presence of the Buddhist monk, the calm air of the other religious leaders. I was annoyed by the six mobile phones that rang, and the people who left the service early to get to something obviously much more important. When it came time to hold hands with the people next to you for one of the prayers, nobody was left next to me. They had gone. I felt as lonely then as I did a year ago in Tanzania, and being "at home" wasn't any better than being away. I suppose I learned that there is no suitable site for grieving, there is no perfect place to mourn. It occurs in your heart and in your head, while you do or don't clasp the hand of the stranger next to you. Grief doesn't wait for the right moment or the perfect circumstances to unfold. But I think that it must be easier with a hand to hold anyway - such is human nature or, at least, this human's nature. As an archaeoligst I am always considering the past and documenting the past of others. Having been able here to document my own, to re-create a small moment of the history of my experience in this world, has been perhaps one of the best things in my own grieving process. Thank you. This is what one of the readings from yesterday's service said: "Do not take lightly small good deeds, believing they can hardly help: For drops of water one by one in time can fill a giant pot". I hope that we, as Americans, will fill the pot to overflowing over the next few years. And as the Tanzanians said to me last September (and pardon my Swahili spelling), Mungu Akubariki - God bless you. 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 story6709.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 just leaving my apartment when my neighbour stopped me and said "Have you heard about the WTC? It's been hit by a plane. You can watch it from the roof". I went upstairs and I saw that surreal image: a hole spanning for five floors in the centre top of Tower 1, and a huge cloud of black smoke. I live in the East Village, and the view from there was perfect. I went back to get my camera. When I was back in the roof I saw just before my eyes the explosion on Tower 2. I didn't see the plane, nor did any of the other guys on the roof. We speculated for a few minutes. The only thing we could imagine was on of the wings of the first plane hitting the other tower and provoking the explosion, but that was very unlikely. Finally one of the people on the roof said: "The radio is saying that there was a second plane." We suddenly got scared, and I could see tears on the eyes of my neighbour: his friend worked at the WTC. You can see original footage and blog at http://www.cruzate.org/nyhell/ 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 story20466.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, 2002 it was like any other day at school. In fourth period I heard some rumors of terrorist attacks. We turned on the news just in time to see the second tower get hit. Then the first tower fell toward teh end of fourth period. We came back from lunch fifth period to see the second tower fall. I was stunned that this happened to us. When I got home I found out about the Pentagon. Why would they do this to us? What did we do to them? I think they are jelous of our freedom. 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 story6097.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: ever since that tragic day, i have been at the point i can not watch anything that has to do with that incident. it is just too painful. i have sent a message to someones child who lost a family member. i put my flag a half staff yesterday to honor all those who were lost. i put a message for the quilt and had a candle over the web. it will take a while to get over this. thank GOD for all those who gave their all to the rescue/clean-up effort. no matter what, those who did this awful thing will have a rude awakening when they face their maker. GOD's punishment will be far greater than anything we could do to them and it will be for eternity. 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 story6780.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. 152.163.188.6 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: Ich stand unten in der Lobby,als pl?tzlich ein dumpfes Ger?usch zu h?ren war.Die Leute schrien und meinten es w?re ein Erdbeben.Ich ging raus guckte hoch und sah wie eine dicke Staubewolke ?ber dem Gipfel des WTC hang.Als die ersten Journalisten kamen,habe ich gefragt was los sei. Sie sagten:"A terrorism attack is happened.America is down" Ich war geschockt.Amerika,die Weltmacht,so leicht verwundbar?Und wie kommen die Leute da wieder heil raus?Wer war das?Ein paar Minuten sp?ter knallte ein weiteres Flugzeug in den zweiten Tower.Jetzt war die Aussage der journalisten best?tigt.Es war ein Anschlag! Heute ?ber ein Jahr danach kann ich immer noch sehr sclecht schlafen und habe Alptr?ume von den Bilder des Tages. Tote,Feuer,leichens?cke,......,.... . 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 story8913.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. 2003-01-03 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 80.133.137.31