572 20 70359 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: On the morning of 9/11, i was on a bus heading for Washington Elementary School, in Riverside, California. I was listening to the radio (99.1, KGGI, Los Angeles, Ca) When i first heard of the attacks. they put their sister station in New York City on. They were saying " Planes have just slammed into the world trade center. we are less than a block away and are seeing the whole thing happen-we have to go, they are coming---) and the connection was dropped. What they meant to say was that the tower was coming down and they had to evacuate. I had a close family member that worked for Connor-Fitzgerald, and he was never found- dead OR alive. the first song i heard after that broadcast was "When The Doves Cry" I still mourn; over 1 year after, i feel the pain for the many people whose lives came to a crashing and tragic end. if i could replase them, i would. i strongly feel bad for all of the wifes whose husbands never came home; the children whose mothers, fathers, uncles and aunts never got to say 'Goodbye' If i could say one thing to every one who has been affected by this tragic loss, i would say " Don't worry- it is all in god's hands from now on, let's roll" G O D - B L E S S - A M E R I C A - F O R E V E R 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 story8680.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: Personal Emergency National Tragedy Four days ago marked the six-month anniversary of September 11th, a day burned into my mind like no other. An Infamous day that caused a whirlwind of emotion that included shock, fear, worry, remorse, and anger. It was so ironic for me to be in Washington DC that day. Even more ironic that I was there from September 10th thru most of the 12th. In all the years I lived just outside of Washington DC (a majority of my life) I had never stayed over night there. My mind spins every time I think of the unusual twist of fate that put me just over three and half miles from the Pentagon on September 11th, 2001. My father had Liver transplant surgery through the night September 10th and early morning on the 11th. We were at Georgetown University Hospital and my father was in recovery sleeping at six o?clock AM. The surgeon woke us with the telephone call I remember it scaring me straight up out of bed, because I did not remember falling asleep. The surgeon said dad would sleep for several hours, and that we should not see him until he is fully awake and off the respirator. I was happy his surgery went well and decided I was hungry. We all got up, although my two daughters Stephanie (fourteen) and Tiffany (twelve) were a little more reluctant than I was. Everybody filed into the bathroom in turns until our typical grooming things were done. Stephanie naturally took the longest I have never seen anyone so meticulous about her hair. Bonnie (my step-mother) phoned relatives while the rest of us went to pick up breakfast to bring back to the hotel room. The hotel was connected to the hospital along with many conveniences such as restaurants, Starbucks coffee, etc. We returned to the room with breakfast around eight thirty. We ate slowly and talked, even joked around while we waited for someone to call saying dad was awake. I think it was eight fifty or so when the phone rang, it was dad?s sister Judy and my Uncle Brian. They sounded hysterical on the phone to turn on the television. I ran over and turned on the television at the same time asking them what channel. They said it did not matter what channel. I remember as if in slow motion the picture slowly coming in to view. First it was fuzzy, a flame and some smoke coming from a tall building. The picture becoming clearer I recognized the familiar New York City skyline. Wow! The World Trade Center building was burning. Stephanie, Dawn, and I all jumped for the remote at the same time, because there was no volume. We all listened attentively as we heard the words. ?In New York City just moments ago, a hijacked passenger jet, American Airlines flight 11 out of Boston, Massachusetts flew into the World Trade Center?s south tower.? We were stunned; silence came over our room as we watched the television re-play the crash over and over and over again. The only sounds we heard were the people in the room saying ?oh my God.? After the initial shock wore off, I remember thinking that it could have been much worse if the plane had hit the tower lower, and I thought many of the people had a chance to get out. I had not even quite finished the thought when the second plane came. It was just past nine o?clock as I recall, and at first, I thought it was the same view the station had played repeatedly until I realized the fire was already burning. The newscaster had an uncharacteristic panic in his voice as he said it was another plane. I could not watch the live shot. I was so repulsed by it I turned my head away and closed my eyes. I could not bear to watch those people die. I saw it many times after that, but it was some how different than seeing it live. I am not a psychologist so I could not even begin to understand the psychology of it. We watched for at least 15 minutes without a word or even a sound other than the air conditioner coming on. I broke the silence shortly after the announcements came that the FAA had closed all New York City area airports, and the Port Authority of New York had ordered all tunnels and bridges closed. I told my daughters to pay close attention to what was happening because I believed this day would one day be in history books. They said they would, but they wanted to see Poppa (their name for my father). I realized they were right I looked at the clock it was about nine thirty. The president was on the television from Florida, but I decided to take a break from the national tragedy and check on dad. I told everyone I would return shortly, the girls wanted to come, but I told them no. I went down the elevator to the hotel lobby. I took a big deep breath and realized I must not have been breathing deep at all since the first plane crashed. When I walked out into the lobby I was floored. There were easily a hundred people gathered all around a small television watching the news coverage. I rounded the corner and looked back at the faces of the people in the crowd they all had very grim looks on their faces. It reminded of my Grandfathers funeral. Stop it, I told myself; I cannot afford any more negative emotions today. I kept telling myself to keep moving just concentrate on dad right now. I just could not do it the tragedy was on the faces of all the passers by. I remember seeing a Middle Eastern couple walk by me and I tensed up, I even clenched my fists, and I felt my jaw tighten. I wanted to jump on them and beat them for what had happened. I literally had to restrain myself saying ? calm down Mark they had nothing to do with it.? I even argued with myself saying ? how do you know?? I finally put it out of my mind as I arrived at intensive care. I looked at dad through the glass of his room. He was still out cold. He had lots of machines and hoses hooked up to him. The one that was most disturbing was the respirator. I felt tears welling up in my eyes my emotions going on overload. Tears streak down my face like the uncontrollable river. I walked out and into the bathroom to get myself back under control. I wiped my eyes and washed my face. I went back out to talk to his nurse. I could not look at him again at that moment. She said he would probably sleep for another hour and then he should wake, but he would not be able to talk until he is fully breathing on his own and the respirator is removed. She also said he would have his worst day that day or the next. It seemed like a year ago that I was at work having a typical day. I thought back to the day before when I was working away. The phone rang; it was my wife Dawn. ? Mark?, she said, ?you have to come home right away.? ?Your dad is on the way to the hospital -- he got a liver.? I told her I would be home in an hour. She said that she would pack and arrange childcare for our two sons. Evan had just turned six, and Bradley was three, too young to understand what was happening. I got home and we piled into the van. Dawn had already taken the boys to a neighbor?s house. She said our friend Laurie would be picking them up later for a sleepover. They thought it was a fun outing, which I felt good about. Dad had been living in a nursing home, because of a painful hernia as well as liver disease, mainly for pain management. We arrived at the hospital around four o?clock. There was a lot of paperwork to fill out as well as blood tests and the usual preparation one goes through before surgery. I could tell dad was nervous. I could here it in his voice as he spoke kind of quivery. I remember joking with him trying to keep his spirits up. We were at a teaching hospital, the young student doctors moving through the hospital ward carried book bags. I told dad his doctor had a ?pokemon? book bag. We all got a laugh out of that albeit a short-lived laugh. When they took him for surgery, I gave him a big hug and told him I loved him knowing it was possible he may not survive surgery. That is when we left for the hotel to wait for a word about his surgery. When I came out of my flashback trance, I focused on dad?s television. I decided to turn it on because I knew he would want to know what was happening. I turned without looking at him and said ?I?ll be back a little later dad to check on you.? It must have been around ten o?clock when I was walking back to the hotel. I noticed people walking a little faster than earlier. I just figured more people were at work than earlier. I kept catching little bits of conversation that had me wondering what had happened while I was away. I heard a couple of nurses talking as they brushed by saying we are a back up hospital for any overflow. I realized my pace became quicker and quicker to get back to a television. I did not even think to look in the lobby I just jumped on the elevator and up I went. I burst in to the room and everyone at once said a plane crashed into the Pentagon. Oh my God! We are pretty close to the Pentagon! I ran over to the hotel window. I could see black smoke filling the air a short distance away. I saw a helicopter flying around the smoke. I just stared at it in disbelief. What if there are other planes, I thought, Could we all be in danger? I thought I better get back to the television so I know what is going on. I no more turned my head to see the World Trade Center?s south tower collapse. Dawn say?s the sight of the tower collapsing and seeing all the people running away from the tidal wave of dust, dirt, and debris overtaking many will haunt her forever. The first thing we thought about were all of the people that may have been inside the building as well as the fireman, ambulance crews, and people in nearby buildings. Then the realization occurs to us that the other tower will most likely fall as well. We had been hearing a report of another plane that was missing, and found out it was United Airlines flight ninety-three. Dawn said when she called to check on the boys that Laurie had said the neighborhood buzz was that Fort Detrick was the target just a few miles away. I was already overstressed, and then I had to worry about my boys too. I felt horrible when I felt relief about the plane crashing in a field in Pennsylvania. I told everyone in the room there were true American heroes on that plane. I said they did exactly what I would have done if I new what was happening. I guessed they had heard what was going on from the radio on board, and attempted to overtake the hijackers. We listened as the reports came in schools were closed, buildings all over DC were being evacuated. International flights were diverted from the U.S. to Canada. The horror of hearing that just a few miles away part of the Pentagon building collapsed. The terror of the north tower collapsing in New York was like seeing twins burning together in a house fire. The telephone broke the tension in the room; Bonnie grabbed it before the first ring finished. She said the hospital staff was getting concerned that dad had not woken up yet. They said he should have been up an hour or two before. It was a little after twelve by now. Bonnie said she would go over and find out what was going on. She later called to let us know she was going to stay there a while to help try to wake him. She explained the danger of him being on a respirator longer, which increases the risk for pneumonia. Meanwhile Dawn, the girls, and I all watched the news coverage. I think it was around one thirty when they declared a state of emergency in Washington DC. It was just as well we had a hotel room because they all would fill up quickly I assumed. The girls were complaining they were hungry so we all decided to meet in the cafeteria for lunch. We ate pizza at a little round table and took a break from all the tragic events. I used the time to forget about everything and catch my breath. After lunch it was back to reality, we were all worried about dad. I did not want to go back to him, but I new I could help him wake up. I begrudgingly made my way back to him. I sat beside him, and held his hand. I decided to tell him how lucky he was that he was able to sleep all day, because of the horrible events. I told him everything that had happened, and I do not know to this day if he heard me at all. I told him that I was sorry they could not repair his hernia at the same time as his transplant. I told him that his transplant was a success, and that before long he would be feeling better. Imagine my surprise when he squeezed my hand. I was happy when his eyes were squinting at me. I told him I would be right back and ran out to tell the nurse he was starting to wake. I asked that they call Bonnie in the room to let her know. By the time I went back in dad looked like he was back to sleep. I said loudly ?hi!? ?I am back,? his eyes opened a little. I could tell he was still out of it. I kept talking to him until he started pointing to his back. It was hard because he could not talk so we had to play a form of charades. Do you itch? He shook his head pointing to his back. Is something poking you? Yeah maybe that was it. He had an IV. hose lying under him. I moved it and I think he was better. He tried to sit up a little so I tried to adjust his bed a little. He then started pointing to his mouth. I said they could not take the respirator out yet until they are sure you are fully awake. He again shook his head and point to his mouth. Are you hungry? No, he shook. He again pointed to his mouth. Are you thirsty? Yeah that was it. I ran back out to the nurse and asked if he could have a drink. She said no. He could only have a little cotton swab of water on his tongue. She gave him one swab and left. He kept pointing to his mouth. I looked around and slipped him a couple of swabs of water. It was so hard there with him. He was constantly pointing to his mouth, and then his back. It was painful for me, because I could not help him. The nurse said they could not give him anything for pain until the next day, and that he was going to have a rough time for a while. I watched as he writhed in pain. He begged me for help, and I was helpless to do anything for him. Frustrated to tears I had to have Bonnie relieve me, because I could not take anymore. The events of the day had totally exhausted me in the middle of the afternoon. I decided to head back to the room. I returned to the room, and watched the television until I drifted off to sleep. I slept until ten or eleven. When I woke, I did not know where I was at first until I remembered I was watching a trailer of hell all day. Mark Windsor Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Arabs in U.S. Rumors Somerset, PA Television Coverage DC:2 Feature Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: When I heard about what happened, I could not believe my ears. It was horrifying to hear our nation was under attack. I was so scared and sad. I was wondering why this happened so suddenly on a beautiful day in the autumn of 2001. I was afraid that it was a start of a war. Like, we need more wars.I dont think so. 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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 I was in college when the one of the twin towers was bombed. Like many college students, at that time and in that place it seemed that I lived in a bubble. College is funny that way; TV and, often, current events were replaced with social events and schoolbooks. I don?t remember feeling as thought that event was unbelievable and it did not have the power to overwhelm me. I resumed my common activities and never thought that the anger that created that bombing was not going to be a trend. Now that I think back on that day it should have been a wake up call to all citizens of the United States. Years later that bombing became like a bad memory that you wish you could relive just so you could have tried using another emotion, or tried saying some other words that would satisfy you. But instead, you play that scene over and over again until you can let it go. I can?t let it go like thousands others, especially those pushing memos to the top trying to let ?them? know this bombing is a sign of something evil that resonates passed our timid escapism. We were silly to think that we were invincible that we could not bare witness to horror that our grandparents saw at Pearl Harbor. Instead, we choose to live our lives blindly in hopes that those memos were read and action was being taken. Like the emotion of dismissal I used in college during the bombing, I did not want to believe IT could happen either. On September 11th, I was working at the newspaper ?The Record? in Hackensack, New Jersey installing the software that would soon hold the stories that report the worst event of our nations history. My boss, Mike, liked to show up on time every day at 9 AM and put in a full day. In fact, Mike likes to do much of his daily routines as he did the previous day. We took the rental car from the hotel just a few blocks from the newspaper. I had noticed that the air was crisp and not a cloud in the sky, just like the perfect fall days I like to have in my small New Hampshire town. Mike, another co-worker Marlene, and I often choose to use the side entrance into the building so as to avoid the bothering contact from the security officers. The side entrance to this four-story building has a glass front and had a clear view of New York City. Everyday, riding up that elevator, we would make small talk of the weather and often gaze out to the New York City skyline. New York was only ten miles away and on a clear day you make out the buildings that would make up that skyline. As a small town boy, I admired the skyline and thought to myself what wonderful things modern man can accomplish. I remember I looked at my watch when I entered the elevator. It was 9:13. When the elevator reach the top floor I looked out to see the city and my eyes could not believe what I saw. My voice softened like I was talking to myself. I could barely say the words, ?One of the towers is burning!? My fellow workers looked out and Marlene put her mouth to her hand and said? Oh my god?. A huge range of smoke was piffling out of the top of one of the towers in a southerly direction. The elevator doors wanted to close again and I knew we should get off and go see what was going on in the newsroom. My heart sped up as we briskly walked down the elevator hallway that led to the large newsroom of some three hundred desks of which no one was sitting at. It was still early in the morning, so I could only spot a few people. I noticed they were all clustered around one of three televisions that constantly is airing CNN. The people looked like eyewitnesses to a bad car crash. I saw one woman whose body was crouching under the duress of what see was watching and she was babbling a sound that sounded like ?No, no, no!?. Another person could not watch and turned away from the television towards a phone. At this point I still had no idea what had happened. My body seemed that it was in slow motion. Each step I took towards the television was happening in with each beat of my heart. I think I knew that my world was about to change. I made a b-line towards another curious on-looker to the TV. I had to fulfill my need to understand what I just saw out on the elevator and asked, ?What is going on??. He looked white in the face as he told me. ?A plane has just hit one of the twin towers?. Seconds later I found out that it was no ordinary small plane, it was the same plane I commonly use every Monday and Friday to get to The Record and back home. My body started to shake as it does even when I write this story. I began to watch, like many other Americans, the newscasters telling viewers that a ?737 has just crashed into tower two?.? I sorted it out in my mind that this was happening just miles from me and I was not going to escape the events of that day forever. After a few minutes, I went back to the office where my co-workers were busying themselves and by the time I got in to the room Mike had told a plane hit the building. I said, ?I know? and he restated ?No! Another plane had just hit the other tower!? I felt like a child awaking to a world that is not sheltered anymore. I ran back to the TV to resume my wide-eyed viewing. It all felt like a dream, like a movie. Reporters were coming into the newsroom at a steady stream by now and getting that sucker-punched announcement. I went to the window and could see fire ablaze those two mammoth-like structures that used to poke out higher than any other. Now, they were filled with hell. I thought of the many souls that must be lost in those buildings, the now parentless children, and the panic people still inside. I also remembered that New York was just a few miles away and that these people here at The Record must have relatives or friends in Manhattan! I turned to look with my realization that many people darted towards phones and out doors to find loved ones. The world was spinning out of control and I felt like a wondrous onlooker and not a participant. It?s hard to gather concrete thoughts during times like this. I though, my wife! She was in New Hampshire and I knew she was alive, but she was not with me and I knew that was killing her. I called her and with a shaky voice I asked, ?Are you watching this?? I knew by the tone in her voice that she was and she was in the same state as I. Not much could be said between us. None was needed, we knew how each other felt and could not talk because we were so engorged on the events that were transpiring. We gathered millions who were able to view this tragedy from their workplaces, homes, and lobbies. All still, all trying to work it all out in their minds. I was able to view it out the newspaper?s windows. It was too close. The window offered something I thought I could ever imagine. Suddenly, a plume of smoke blew out around all sides of tower one and then up suddenly. I could tell from my distance away that the building had fell. I turned to the TV and it was true. I went to the office to inform my other co-workers. Marlene jumped in her seat and made a low noise. Mike pretended not to hear. They both were taking this day of tragedy in their own way. Marlene turned shaken and said she was right there this time last year. I could tell she wanted to cry and had thoughts of her being down there now. Slowly events came in and I returned to the office with more and more tragic news. I knew that my visit to the office was only going to deepen the cut for Mike and Marlene, but I want them to know what was happening. They seemed to hide their anguish and I was not doing a good job showing mine. I imagined myself back in college and thinking that the bombing event had made me, now, turn and look and not turn away. I still can?t turn away. That day would last a lifetime. I could not return home for two weeks, since Newark Airport would not run flights. Me, Mike and Marlene had to go to Target just to get enough underwear to last us. This is not where I wanted to be during this time. I wanted to be in the arms of my wife. I remember I called my father the next day and all the pent-up emotions came out. He knew I toke it hard and I think I did because I soaked it all in being so close and seeing that sort of thing without the advantage of loved ones around to console you. Don?t get me wrong Mike is a nice guy, but getting a bear hug from him would not do the trick. Today is almost a year later and still the images of that day burn like a light in my mind. I still feels like a dream, but it?s the nightmare that wakes you up. I will never forget that day and I hope every Americans never does. And when it comes to seeing the events around us, we should never look away. Where were you when IT happened? 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 story1183.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. 2002-08-19 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 192.233.117.163 Annotation Annotations to this item. Television Coverage WTC, attack NY:3 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 just finished getting dressed and had the TV on in our bedroom. I walked into the living room and my husband had the TV on also. I looked at him and said "Do you think it's terrorists because I don't think planes are allowed to fly in the airspace above Manhatten. I no sooner said that and then the second plane hit the building. I was devastated but went to work. As soon as I got here I called my mom to find out if my sister and cousins who work in NY were okay. She said everyone except my cousin's husband was okay. He worked for Cantor Fitzgerald on the 104th Fl of the first tower hit. It was so painful for my family becasue my cousin Cathy Lyn was left with 4 children ages 11, 9 and 3 yr old twins. There are so many stories like mine. It was truly a sad day in America and I pray we never have to go through this again. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story2747.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. 162.119.232.100 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: It was a normal day so I thought as i put my coat and and shoes on to walk 2 blocks to school. It was then when all the tv's in school were turned on, every channel had breaking new, I was so very confused at the time till then our english teacher had explained that terrorist had crashed suicide planes into the twin towers and people were dying and hurt. My heart then dropped though it felt and my stomach began to clench up. I was so fill with confusion and anger that i felt tears rush down my cheeks, trying to hold them back so my classmates would not see. My friend ricky's sister lives in New York and her husban, Ricky's brother in law was late to work that day, he worked at the world trade center. And to this day we thank God for all those workers late for work that day. Only if we could have saved more. This thing called war is still going on today and i have friends there in Iraq with wifes and even kids they havent been able to see, touch, kiss, or hug. I pray for the soldiers out there fighting for what they believe in and showing our countries people that our Freedom is not free so to be thankful for those out there fighting and dying for us. 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 story11780.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 night of 9/10/01, my son and I were on our way back to Phoenix after spending a long weekend with family in NJ. Our flight from Newark was delayed by about two hours because of the downpours we had all day. We also heard that there was a fire in the Newark Airport compound that afternoon. As we got on the plane and sat in our seats, we had to wait our turn to take off. The rain was pelting so hard onto the plane, I was leary of a take off, and by the look on my 11 year old son's face, I could tell that he too had reservations. This was the second time we felt unusual about sitting in our seats, wondering if we should be here on this particular flight. When we left Phoenix a few days before, we were stuck sitting in our seats for two hours before we took off. There were strange noises coming from the plane as we were backing up and maintance wanted to check it out, but we could not leave our seats. My son had said to me more than twice, "Mom, maybe we shouldn't be on this plane." That thought crossed my mind, a few times but we got over it after the critical take off time. Now, we sat on the tarmack in Newark, waiting our turn to take off. We must have been there at least over an hour. I couldn't help but look across the aisle to set my eyes upon the NYC skyline. "Look," I said to my son as I pointed to the window, "there's the New York skyline, and there's the Twin Towers." What does one look at when they gaze towards New York City? One can't help it but to fix their eyes on them, the "Towers." Even as a young teen, college student, adult and a mother, those Towers never ceased to amaze me. I used to watch them in a park on top of a hill when they were being built. I would play hookey in high school and a group of us would go to the WTC and up to the observation deck, as we left, I would always look back up at them. I can't begin to count the times that when we left the "City", those Towers would always be the last thing we would look at when we turned around to look out the window to bid New York City good bye. They were ever drawing, a feeling that even my children experienced numerous times when we went back "east" to visit my family. As a tourist visiting lower Manhattan, the Towers were always my guide as to which direction I was heading. The Towers and the multitude of people who worked at the WTC always fascinated me. Because of the multiple delays we did not get back to Phoenix till very late. I think I got to sleep around 3am Phoenix time, 6 am New York time. I was up about 5 minutes before 6 am and the phone rang. "Damn," I thought to myself, "I forgot to call Mom." I answered the phone,"I guess you got home ok," I thought to myself, why would she say that, of course I got home ok. Then she said a few more words and I began to dedect a sense of anxiety, coverup. She told me as her voice began to break, "Oh my God, why are they doing this to us, why are they doing this to us? A plane hit the World Trade Center and there is black smoke everywhere, God Kathy, it is terrible, it reminds me of when WWII began and Pearl Harbor was attacked. Oh God those poor people!' "Calm down Mom," I said," if this bothers you so much turn off the TV if it is upsetting you so much," I said tivializing her statement. "Go put the TV on and watch," my Mom said. I figured, that it was probably one of those private planes that made a judgement error in an accident. I turned on the TV and thought to myself, "Oh shit, Mom was right." I didn't want to believe it. I shut the TV off. The next thing I did was drop to my knees with such a strong overwhelming feeling of gratitude and I cried out, "Dear God, thank you so much for sparing our lives, we could have been back there touring and had that difference of a short 12 hours that could have changed our family forever. PLEASE GOD, stop this craziness and help those poor souls!" I contined to turn the TV on and off, I felt very insecure and was very worried about my family in NJ since they are only about a 20 minutes ride form NYC. I resolved not to say a word to my 16 year old daughter, after all, it probably was nit as bad as I thought. Boy was I in denial. I ran upstairs to wake up my husband for work. He sat on the edge of the bed and I whispered in his ear, "what I am about to tell you, do not react loudly to it, I don't want to frighten the kids." AS I proceeded to describe this catastrophatic event he yelled out, "WHAT??!!!" I attempted to calm him down, he said he didn't believe it, then became very angry and began cursing those who did this. WE remained quiet and calm while my daughter got ready for school. I kissed my daughter and husband goodbye for the day, and I guess since we really were not given absolute information about the situation, we tried to continue our day as normal as possible. I ran back to the TV to watch the unfolding events, of course, like everyone else, not believing this was happening. I went to the garage and brought out our flag, and hung it near out front door. I tried to wake up my son for school but he was exhausted from the previous nights activites. I called the grade school to report that my son wasn't coming in for the morning, the receptionist knew we had traveled back there for the weekend and told me they thanked God we made it back home and that not to bother bringing in my son because the principal was letting children go home if their parents were coming for them. By this time, my neighbor called to find out if we were back home because she knew we had gone to NJ. I don't remember her exact words, only that she was worried and that she would not be able to do anything that day because she would be glued to the TV. The worst was yet to come. Within a short time, the first tower came down. Even as I write this now, I have a nervous gut, and like everyone else, I was completely spell bound. I was crying uncontrollably and inconsolably after the second tower fell. Those poor people! Oh God, the humanity!!! As each event unfolded I felt like I was watching a made for TV movie. My son appeared in the room, instead of thinking about how I should explained what happened to an 11 year old, I just said curtly, "Jack a terrible thing has happened to our country this morning!' The look on his face was one that a parent would never want to see on their child's face. I realized what and how I said this to him, then tried to downplay and rearrange my wording. He saw the constant replay of the Towers getting hit by the planes, and the falling of each of them. He walked up to the family room wall, looked at a picturre on the wall and pointed to one saying to me, "look Mom, now they are history, I'm so glad that you and Pops took me to see them." He was pointijng to a picture of himself with the Twin Towers in the background when we went to tour them when he was 6 years old. Out of the mouth of babes, he said the truth, and I had forgotton that this picture was even hanging on the wall. I tried to call my Mom back in NJ to ask if everyone was alright. I got through and reassured each other. I was worried about my girlfriend's husband because I knew he worked in Manhattan but I did not know where. My Dad said he would try to call her and inquire about him. My daughter called me on here cell phone from her school. She was crying and very upset. She said that she was calling in the girls restroom as she was not allowed to use her cell phone on campus. She said that there were all kinds of rumors being told of the entire NY Metro area being evacuated, she was worried about our family and was confused as to if she should come home. I reassured her that the worst was over and that I had just spoken to Nana and that everyone was alright. How I remained calm, I don't know. I vacilated on my thoughts for the rest of the morning. I wanted to talk to some one, to make them understand how I felt, after all, that area was my home, I grew up in the NY- NJ Metro area and I felt this so much stronger than anyone from this area. I finally went next door to visit. My neighbor was home, unusual because he is a pilot for America West Airlines. I told he and his wife about my weekend and experience of our flights rides and the history of my involvement with NYC-NJ metro area. They were from Nebraska and Ray was also in the Reserves. He was a pilot in Desert Storm. They agreed with what I was ventilating, but I felt that they could not feel the passion that I was feeling. I bet that they were very fearful because what they had on their minds was the fact that Ray would soon be serving since he was in the reserves. I was phyically ill and as the day progressed and I watched the ugly TV scenes and heard the confirmed news reports I ran to the bathroom wretching. In retrospect, I was nervous and nauseous all week long. That night, my husband John and my neighbor Greg and I were talking. I began to cry as I was worried, what would be next,especially for us here in the west. Would there be a dam or bridge explode? I think that the most eerie thing was sthe fact that as we stood outside, there was complete quiet, as the planes were still grounded and we were in the high path of jetliners. We did ocassionally in the next number of days hear a jet or jets go by, as we lived not too far from Luke Airforce Base and that was comforting to us. Later that night, my daughter's friend's Dad called me to ask me if I was ok. He knew I grew up in the NY area. He told me that his sister and her family lived across the Hudson River and that his brother-in-law was a fire fighter and he returned home but two of his friends who he worked with when he worked for FDNY did not come back from Ground Zero. I thought it so thoughtful of him to call because he nver talked to me on the phone. Earlier that day his teenage son called me to talk about the day since he never went to school. His Mom waas driving him to school then her to work. His dad called them after the morning events and told them to pick up the 5 year old at day care and turn around and go home since we are being attacked, God knows what was going to happen. Here was this 16 year old telling me, "Mrs. Brand, we were attacked today, we are at war." I did not want to hear that but I knew that it was the truth. I remember thinking and feeling later on that week about our children, and their generation and how it will never be the same in America again, that our civilians were attacked by cowards, I had no noun name for them for to me, they were sub-human. I was so proud of our leaders, especially how the mayor R.G. handled his New Yorkers and the words of comfort from Pres. G.W. Bush. On Friday, the church service in Washington D.C.was so necessary and very comforting. I prayed more, yet very confused as how could a human being do these terrible things to another human. Untill 3 weeks ago, I had not flown on a airplane since 9/10/01. As my daughter, my son and myself stood in line for security to pass us through, my 14 yr. old son got pulled over because of the metal detector going off, he was wearing pants with alot of metal clips and it caused the detector to keep buzzing. Then he was pulled over and throughly searched. That and the fact that we had to take off our shoes made me so mad, "those stupid bastards caused us to have to do this!" referring to OBL and his characters and their acts of deceit and destruction. We got back to NJ safely, I could not see out the window to look at the NYC skyling as we were landing. In our taxi ride home, it was 6:00 am and I knew that the NYC skyline was still lighted but I subconsciously did not want to look at it, I wasn't ready to get that final blow. I took my teens into New York City on Sat. 10/23/04. We went by train to Hoboken. As soon as we stepped off the track, the first thing I see is a poster about support systems available to those still affected by 9/11. I pointed it out to my teens. WE walked on to the pier to wait for the farey, the first one out was not till 10:00 a.m. I saw a sing on a board, it said that the company was discussing situations with the government about the farey getting assistance, that since the Path trains were back in order at the World Financial Center, less people were taking the farey. A man behind me was discussing this with a German couple touring the area, he said, "if they close this, that will be the begining of the end." I shuttered to hear those thoughts. I finally forced myself to look at the NYC skyline, yes, oh God, that hurt, and yes it looked so strange not to see the "Towers." I tried to familiarize myself with the current sight. I never took close detail. WE arrived at the sight, it seemed like we had to walk a longer ways to get to the grounds of the Financial Center. We went into the Winter Garden as it was cold and we wanted to get a hot drink. I was not sure if this was the same building cause I could not see the glass enclosed area. I asked a woman if she knew if the building we were in ws destroyed on 9/11. She thought so but was not sure. Then I asked a worker at Starbucks whre could I find a site to see Ground Zero. She told me around the corner. WE walked and found the lobby of the Winter Garden. It did not seem as beautiful as it was before. Why? The palm trees were there, but seemed puniier, and the lobby seemed smaller. People were on the next level looking out a vast window. I went to a security guard and asked him if this building was damaged on 9/11. He did not have eye contact and than looked at me and said yes,that everything to the water-front[Hudson River] was damaged. He pointed to the large window area and said, the Towers were right there, and his intonation was one that seemed to me that he was thinking, "you stupid woman." He also did not volunteer any thing further. I asked him how long after 9/11 did it take to repair the current building. He told me and looked away for my eyes. I asked him wherer do I go to see Ground Zero and he pointed to the 2nd level window, I said how about outside?, he said I had to go to Vesey ST. exit and go across the covered bridge. He and I said no more. I got the feeling that this guy was hurting. WE saw the site from the window, I was not satisfied. We found our way to the exit and up the stairs to the covered bridge. I tried to picture the buildings as they were but could not. All that looked familiar was the ramp that was built for recovery. There were no workers out there, it was Saturday. As difficult as it was for me to picture the area, it was even worse for my kids. We walked across the street to ST. Paul's Chapel. WE looked at the graveyard in front of the church, my son said, "look Mom here is a gravestone and it says that this woman died on 9/11 in the 1700's. That was very strange. I had no idea that St. Paul's had an exhibit on the 9/11 ministry. It really helped me grieve or at least FEEL something. We stayed about 1 hour. WE left to tour the area, we walked the old steets around wall street. I told my kids to stop and turn around and to imagine a 10 foot cloud of smoke and debris coming our way. It was hard to picture this. I again asked a local woman some questions about 9/11, she was vague. Were these neww people that relocated here after the clean up or did they just not want to talk about it. I have to say that the area was clean, one would not have known other then the work on ground zero and surrounding buildings. In didn not see the memorial in Battery Park because I did not know that it was there. About 2 weeks after I returned home to Phoenix, I rented DC 9/11 and pulled out some documentaries about 9/11 that I had taped a few years ago. I had to relive this since I had just been there and the election was over and people I knew were still bitching about the war and Pres. Bush. I showed my teens these films, and they saw my anger and my tears and my obsession to review 9/11 sites on the web. My 19 year old said to me, "Mom why are you doing this, what are you obsessed with this?" I asked her if visiting Ground Zero and St. Paul's did anything to her. She said no, that she had grieved at the time of 9/11 and that she was over it. I told her,I HAD to come to terms with this because I too could not feel it at Ground Zero. After I watched the films it helped me to find some closure. Now I wanted to write this for posterity for my kids and future generations. I still have the flag I put out on 9/11 the morning the first Tower hit. It is folded ina box. We never stopped flying our Flag, 24 hrs. ATC, unless we had to change it for a new one. WE are proud of our Troops fighting for FREEDOM and appreciate ALL Veterans for their sacrifice so that we can live in our country and live as we do. We appreciate our emts, firemen and police. My daughter's boyfriend went through fire academy school and graduated.n I showed him those 9/11 tapes and we all felt it even so much deeper. I pray for peace for all the families who lost their loved ones both on 9/11 and in the current war our men and women have died for. GOD bless America. Kathleen Legutko Brand 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 story11155.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: Following was an email I sent to my friends and family as an account of what I witnessed on that day: I live four blocks east of the World Trade Center and was awakened today by the sound of a massive explosion followed by what seemed like hundreds of people screaming. I rushed to my window to see if I could see what happened. Although I could see the reflection of people running down the street, I could not ascertain what had happened. At first I was thinking there had been a major car crash or something. When it finally occurred to me to turn on the TV, I was shocked to see the smoldering World Trade Center. Then, minutes later, as I heard the motor overhead, I witnessed the second plane crash into the tower not really believing what I was experiencing while simultaneously watching this horrible event unfold on TV. I tried to call my Aunt who works near Grand Central but the line was busy. I must have been in shock because all I could think to do was get dressed and run outside to take pictures. As I tried to dress, phone call after phone call from my family started coming through. These calls, thankfully, kept me from being outside when the first tower collapsed. What I heard is almost indescribable. The ground and building rumbled, the sound indistinguishable as an explosion or crash and the easily identifiable sound of screams. This time I ran to the window and threw it open to look down the street. What I saw was what I can only describe as an avalanche of ash and smoke barreling down the street and people running to stay ahead of it. When I saw this ball of ash rolling toward me I slammed down the window and ran to the opposite side of my apartment and hid below the kitchen counter. For the first time in my life I was actually terrified ? I thought sure that the force of the debris was going to blow out the windows. Within a minute, my building and street were engulfed in a thick cloud of white smoke. Fortunately I remained safe. After a few seconds I realized that some of my windows were open and I rushed to close them when I became aware that smoke was streaming in the apartment. Needless to say, I chose not to venture outside. Still concerned about my safety and wanting to know whether it was best to stay in my apartment or attempt to evacuate, I went to my lobby in search of information. I assumed it would be safer to take the stairs but found the stairwell filled with debris that was still falling. I took the elevator to the lobby and found it filled with dust and ash and the street in front of my building covered in rubble. I saw people walking by that were completely dusted in ash from head to toe. I returned to my apartment after determining that it was the safest place to stay only to have the entire incident repeated by the collapse of the second tower. The only difference this time was that the cloud of smoke was pitch black. And again I saw rubble fall from the sky when 7 WTC finally fell this evening. I could even make out what looked to be a take out menu floating down to the street. I have been without power since 7 WTC fell, which I think was about 5:30 pm, it's 11 pm now. I attempted to leave to stay with my Aunt on the Upper West Side, but by the time I got through to transit to find out what forms of transportation were available and gather some things it had gotten dark. There were no trains running for blocks and night had fallen. When I got outside, the air was still so thick with dust I could barely breath. No one was outside save a few police officers and a few others trying to leave. With the power out it was darker than any other night in recent memory. The cops available were more angry than helpful as I inquired about the best route out of the neighborhood. I abandoned the attempt to leave after walking just two blocks. I am currently safe at home typing this note on my trusty battery powered Powerbook with modem while listening to streaming coverage from ABC. I have about an hour of battery life left. I am illuminated by candlelight...a gift from a friend. As I have commented to you all many times since I have lived in downtown Manhattan, it had been a most incredible experience to live in the shadow of the World Trade Center. I often looked up to it for encouragement as I made my way up the street to get to work, and I used to relish the private moments I was able to enjoy there on a quite Sunday morning. I'll never be able to do this again... I was able to evacuate the area the next morning where I along with other "urban refugees" dragged a suitcase and my cat out of lower Manhattan, out of the "war zone" ... Coincidentally, the lease on my apartment was up 9/30, but it took another full month before I was able to arrange for the move out of the neighborhood. I currently reside in Harlem. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I put on the morning news, as I did everyday since I had our first child. Aiden was only 4 months old. When I turned on Channel 10 I saw the first Tower on fire, then picked up the phone and called my husband at work. He told me they were trying to get a television in the shop so they could see what was happening in New York City that day. Just before I was about to hang up the phone the second Tower was hit. At first I thought it was a replay of Tower 1, then I heard the newscaster yelling. I told Conor, my husband, that the second Tower had been hit. He told me he'd call back, someone needed the phone, and that he loved me. I sat on my couch and looked down at our baby boy. Aiden was lying on a blanket, playing with his toys. He was just smiling away, not even knowing at the time what horrifying things were going on. Then I cried. I didn't want my boy to grow up in a world like this. I cried until Conor came home that evening around 5pm. He sat down and watched everything I had seen during the day and hugged Aiden. I knew what he was thinking. But, we all knew America would bounce back after that day. This tragedy would make us stronger. 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 story8107.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: Mornings are hectic in my household. Getting my son out the door for school can be a trial. He is not a morning person. As usual, we were eating and watching GMA. As the news broke out, all we were doing was watching GMA with our mouths open. The first words to break the silence were my son's, "Did you see that, Mom? What kind of nut-ball would fly a huge plane into a building to kill people?" As the news spread and the second plane hit, I tried my best to describe the nut-balls to my 7 year-old son. Still stunned, we retreated to school and work. I had just parked in front of my work when the Pentagon was hit. Once inside, radios and TVs were on and everyone was abuzz. I was very impressed at the elementary school's handling the news to the children. By dinner, my son still referring the terrorists as nut-balls; understanding a whole lot more than he did earlier that morning. Little league baseball games were not cancelled and were a welcomed break from the news of the day. We watched CNN everyday after that for weeks, and eventually resumed our everyday rituals. Here it is, 9-11-02, one year later, and once again, we are glued to the TVs for remembrance, and Little League baseball is tonight at 7:45pm, God willing. May peace and my blessings reach all who have been touched by this tragedy. 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 story2671.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. 66.148.170.98 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: Hello, it was my birthday the next day, and a frind of mine's birthday the day itself, so noone couldn't stop talking about it. It was not such an succes, my birthday. Paula from the NEtherlands (13 jears old) 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 story8372.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 watching the Good Morning America show when they broke through and showed us the second plane hitting the world trade center. As I sat there watching, having the hardest time believe that it was really true, that this was no movie scene. I cried as I watched for hours, of this horrible day of disaster. Wondering way God could let something like this happen to our country, the great country of freedom. My children came home from school asking me so many questions on why did those bad man do this to us, it tore me apart to have to explain all the terrible things that have happened. God Bless all those who have left this earth on such a terrible and horifying time. I will never forget as I sat there and watched those people jump from the buildings and wondering why. Why did this happen, why our country? Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story5497.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: Sept 10th - I was starting to hate traveling so much. I have a wife and a 4 month old and I seem to spend more time away from them then I do with them. I hate airports. Since I live in the DC area it's not like I can even use just one airport, or one airline. I book what ever is cheaper. Usually Dulles or BWI. Usually American or Delta. Today it was BWI on Delta to Atlanta. Two weeks ago it was American from Dulles to LAX, next week - Who knows. At least my wife had a good idea. From now on, starting today, her and my son would take me to the airport and watch me board the plane, and watch the plane take off. That would make traveling a little better. Did I mention that I hate Airports? I wish they would pass a passenger bill of rights because I can imagine airports getting worse. At least today, I could play with my son until I got on the plane. Maybe this would put me in a better mood getting on Planes today Sept 11th - I was working the first day at an Atlanta Bread Company. I had just installed a new Database on their POS system in Atlanta and was sticking around for a day to make sure all was well. By Tomorrow I planed on being back in the Air returning home. Early on in the day my text pager went off. News update from MSNBC. A small plane crashed into the world trade center. I read it to the managers at the restaurant. We couldn't help but laugh. What Moran pilot crashed into the WTC? Did he not see it? How strange. I called my Boss in MD and told her. She laughed and said ? that is so strange. I told her I would call her with a work update in a little bit. Only a little bit later I heard a customer talking about it. "Can you believe that? What a idiot". That?s when he looked at me and said, "You haven't heard? It was a jet, and there were two of them" Customers kept coming in. I don't remember the order, but now I was learning the whole story. We grabbed a radio and started listening. Both Towers had been hit. Both were burning. These were Jets. It seems like these were passenger jets. There was no way I was going to fly back tomorrow. I called my boss again. ?Kim?? She jumped in ?Todd! There is no way you are getting on a plane tomorrow? ?NO SHIT? I replied. Then I heard the radio. The radio station was broadcasting the TV audio. It was peter Jennings interviewing a witness on the phone. All of a sudden he started screaming, "Oh my God - one of the towers just collapsed. The tower is gone!" Peter sounded confused. "I'm sorry". The man repeated, "One of the towers collapsed... It's gone1". Peter repeated, "Are you telling us that the top floors have collapsed? Or did the side of the building collapse?? The voice on the phone was breaking up, but he said it one more time ?NO! The entire tower is gone! I have to go?. There is smoke everywhere!? There was dead air for a second. Then a clearly shaken Peter Jennings said, ?Uh? there are reports that one of the towers has collapsed?. Let try to go to video? That was enough for me. I needed to get to a T.V. I tried calling my wife. My cell phone didn?t seem to work. I couldn?t get through. I went outside to look for a place with a T.V. There was a Hooters down the street. It wasn?t open yet but maybe I could talk my way in. When I got there there was no need. There were about 20 people around the T.V. The Servers and Kitchen staff were getting ready to open but the manager went ahead and unlocked the doors and was letting people come it to see the T.V. Most of those around me were strangers who had just pulled over. The imagines of the T.V were crazy. The Tower was burning. Only 1 tower. The other was gone. Everyone was talking, yelling. Theories were all over the place. The biggest discussion was what was the significance of September 11? The date had to mean something. Was this another timothy Mcveigh? Was this WACO? What was this? My Phone rang. My wife got thru she had been trying for 1 hour straight. She was scared and was going home. She wanted me home, but didn?t want me to travel either. She told me that a Plane crashed into the Pentagon. I look back at the T.V and read the same thing crawling on the bottom. How did I miss that before? Just then I saw the 2nd tower ? It looked like it was wobbling. I yelled out ?The 2nd one is Falling!?. The entire room got quite, and we all turned to the T.V and watched as the Tower fell. How many dead? 10,000? More? I told my wife I loved her, and I would get home as soon as I could. I would call her every hour. Little did I know that my cell phone would be basically worthless for the next 5 hours? The rest of Sept 11th was a blur. Someone bought a cheep T.V and hooked it up in the restaurant. I watched as all planes were grounded. I watched when the plane crashed in PA (My first thought was the plane crashed trying to get to a airport, little did I know). I listened as I heard theatthere were still a dozen planes unaccounted for, that a bomb went off at the state department (Never happened). I cried in my hotel room as I heard the personal stories. I cried more when I thought about the business passages, the ones who boarded a plane just like I did, who thought they were going to work just like I did, the ones who hated flying, who had laptops, who had pagers, who had a job that required traveling, just like I did. It was to easy for me to close my eyes and see me on one of those planes; it was too easy to see my wife and child with out me. I?ve traveled a lot since then. In late October I even took a American Flight from Dulles airport to LAX. On that flight, and on every flight before and after, I hold back the tears, when I think to myself, these were people, just like me. 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 story1369.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: When first heard, was in High school cafeteria, Coca Cola guy was delivering drinks for us and I was checking them off of list, and he received a call from his wife and he came out of manager's office with a look of disbelief. I asked if everything was okay and he told me of the attack on the WTC. I was shocked and then had a friend's son at same school come and tell us that Pentagon was also attacked. Then I became angry! When I found out the plane that went down in Pennsylvainia was done by "going down with a fight Flight", it restored my belief in how this country was formed. I hope President Bush keeps fighting no matter what the "country scale" says, and there is plenty back up! PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN. THANK YOU, Diana Steffens 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 story8535.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 a dream that was most incredible on 9/11. The dream was of me looking at my watch (which was on a man's arm) looking around and seeing that I was in an Elevator. I got out of the elevator to see "Smith Barney" or some such firms name on the wall and i walked into the office got some coffee in a lounge walked over to a desk and turned on my computer. as i looked around i saw a picture of the very beautiful woman with flowing brown hair, incredible green eyes, and a great smile. I had this sense of regret twards the woman in the picture like we had a fight or disagreement about something really petty. I went to pick the phone up and that is when i felt a mass of heat around me and saw flames and flying objects. I WOKE UP in a very cold sweat and couldnt help but realize oh it was a dream, but I some how knew that it wasnt. I looked at my clock and it was 645 am (arizona time which never changes) and so i just got up and took a shower to get ready for school. I dont know what compelled me to turn the tv on nor what made me think I needed to check the weather because it is always hotter then heck in arizona in september. When I saw the news reports I was shocked the exact time that I woke out of my nightmare was when the plane hit the first tower. Horror struck me and then I spent the next few months afraid to sleep because I never wanted to have a dream like this again. I now live in Tupelo, and I wish with all my heart that the Gods watch over the families of those we lost in 9/11. It has taken me a while to actually write this story, because it hurt so much for me to remember 9/11 and I think it always will. B.L.B. 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 story10700.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 the morning if September 11, my mom was driving me to school and we heard about a plane that had crashed into the World Trade Center my first reaction was what a stupid pilot couldn't he see the World Trade Center? I went to my 9:00 class that day and everything was normal. But by my second class, my Professor told us that we were under attack. My friend Ashly and I were in shock. My mother works at the White House and Ashly's parents work at the Pentagon. I frantically called my mom. I was waiting in line for a pay phone for about half an hour. Finally I got to the pay phone and no answer. I was really scared. So I just went outside to where my dad picks me up in the afternoon and just sat there. About ten minutes later, I saw my mom's van with my dad, my brother, my two sisters and my mom in there. I was so relieved. It had turned out that my mom had taken the day off. My dad and mom had felt the plane that hit the Pentagon and it shook our house. So after that my dad decided to get in the car and pick up my brother, sisters, and I from school. When we got home until the time we went o bed that night the phone was in use non stop. Most of my aunts and uncles work in the government and we were calling to check on them. Likewise, many were callling our house to check on how we were. That was the first day in my entire life that I have seen my dad cry. He was so terrified but also brave when it came time to react. After everything was done and we knew everyone was safe, my dad broke down and cried. The scariest part of the day was thinking that my uncle was supposed to have left to work in the World Trade Center a week before but his palns changed suddenly. September 11 has made me appreciate things in life alot more and value the time I have with those that I love! 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 story54.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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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: My Name is Shawn and Im a college student in Jacksonville Florida. on 9-11-01 I was off from work but was planning to go up there to give them my new hours to work because classes started back up. I woke up about 9:00 and turned the t.v. on to see the coverage of the 2nd plane hit the tower. I just stood there frozen as they said two highjacked planes were flown into the towers. I continued to watch in horror as The towers smoked. Then as they said the pentagon was attacked I felt affraid for my life as a American. All I could say is "The pentagon was attacked." When I saw the towers fall all I could think is did my Friend Kenny make it out alive?. As the day passed I could not belive that America was attacked and what was going to happen to the country. I was able to call My friend kenny late on 9-11 to find he was hurt but alive. As 9-11-02 Came and went all the emotions came back to me and I still can not understand why this happened and How it could Happen. 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 story7607.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 the morning of September 11, 2001, I learned about the attack some two-and-a-half hours after most people did--and I was working in radio! I'd just finished the morning drive at WGAM in Greenfield, Massachusetts, where I was program director at the time. Almost all the news WGAM carried was local and regional--we didn't have a network feed or a wire of any kind--and promptly after I finished the 9am news (farm news, school committee meeting reports, announcements of church suppers etc.), I went out the door and down to my home office, where I spent the morning writing ad copy. I was by myself and didn't have the radio or television on in the office. Somewhere around 11:30 I went back uptown, as I had to do the noon news and the program immediately following it. I noticed people standing in groups on street corners; something was weird. I saw a guy I knew and I asked him "What in the hell is going on?" He said, in a monotone, "Somebody blew up the World Trade Center and they flew a plane into the Pentagon". I was forty-two years old at the time and a Cold War child. My first reaction upon hearing the news was "Armageddon might happen within the next ten minutes". My second reaction was "I have to do the news within the next fifteen minutes". Up to the studio I went, knowing good and well I couldn't just give reports on dairy prices in western New England. I clicked on a monitor-receiver and dialed in a public radio station in the area, got the barebones facts of the tragedy and quickly wrote a summary of them for broadcast. At 11:55 I had the presence of mind to try to ring a friend of mine in Washington, DC, as I thought I might put him on the air to describe what was going on in the Nation's capital. By some twist of fate I actually managed to get through to him (the phone lines on the East Coast were almost completely jammed, or seemed to be). My friend has just gotten home, having had to walk some miles from where he worked as the Washington subways had been shut down earlier that morning. I went on the air, feeling as if I were underwater, gave the details of the tragedy as I knew them and then put my friend on live. He reported the gridlock on Washington streets and the bizarre quiet on the sidewalks--it was an interesting if chilling report, that I can tell you. I finished the news, cancelled the regularly scheduled program and put on the station's emergency automation. I then spent the next hour or so taking phone calls, primarily from frightened elderly listeners (the lion's share of WGAM's audience) as well as civic and church groups planning vigils and other events. I recorded announcements of the vigils onto the automation, finished around 4 PM and went out on the street to have a cigarette and to try to wind down a bit. Main Street was virtually deserted but I heard a man yelling that he "...wanted to kill 'fucking Arabs'" with his bare hands. I went home and collapsed. To this day I've seen footage of the attacks exactly once and I don't EVER want to see such footage again. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource story10230.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 left the town I live in on the 10th to go down and see my daughter for the last time before she and her mother moved to South Carolina. I was staying in a local motel room in town and had went out the night before with some friends so I slept in a bit. As I got up around 8:30 or so CST I looked up at the TV I had left on all night before and had The Weather Channel on. They had a blurb on the bottom of the page that said the FCC had shut down all flights in the US so I figured something had happened to the radar network. Well I decided as I normally do to turn it to CNN. Both towers had already collapsed and the sign on the bottom of the screen announced "Attack On America". I was numb. They then showed all the footage of what had happened and such to get people up to date if they were tuning in. I bolted out of the room and went over to my daughter's house where my ex-brother-in-law happens to be in the Army and as I was also in the Army I made sure he ws out of bed and getting his gear together for possible call up since he is a reservist. He was up. I sat and watched in stunned silence at what was going on in the U.S. on all the networks and settled in on CBS as I have always cared for Dan Rather. It then popped into my head that I could help too so I went to the local Red Cross. They did not have anyone there yet but just a few getting things together so instead of spending the day with my daughter I spent the day there managing people giving blood. Then they got a call for people to go to Lincoln NE and man a crisis phone center. I went without thinking twice. I will not recall the phone calls I got cause that is a private matter for the families that shared their grief with me and myself. For those family members that might be reading this and I may have taken your call my deepest sympathies and wishes go to those families. Of all the people that called and asked for the whereabouts of loved ones....we found 2 out of 487 in the span of 48 hours. I arrived back in Columbus on the morning of the 13th and then had to head back to the town I live in cause I had to be back to work on the 14th. I had to travel 5 hours so I left it on A.M. radio. The news media had let the networks back to their regular programming. I listened to a few of the shows and they were taking calls of survivors and such. That was a long and dark ride home as it was completely dark by the time I had set out. I still cry when seeing the images of that day and what memories of the phone calls come back to me and probably will for the rest of my life. I now have 2 tribute posters in my living room with an American Flag in the middle of them for my little bit of rememberance and tribute to what happened. Life will go on but not the same for all of 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 story1204.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Stories Description An account of the resource This collection is the bulk of the archive, representing the reactions and experiences of thousands of individuals beginning in 2002. 911DA Story 911DA Story: Story Tell us about what you did, saw, or heard on September 11th. Feel free to write as much or as little as you like. Tell us your story: I heard about the attacks from my Mother. She called me to tell me that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. Things were still so unclear then. I relayed the information to my co-workers. Most everyone went on their way, thinking that it must have been a small plane, an accident. I called my Mother back and I was on the phone with her when she shrieked and began saying over and over, "Oh my God, Oh my God." She told me another plane had hit the second tower. I was in a panic. I hung up with her and tried to call my cousin who lives in Manhattan. I got through on the first try on her cell phone--she had been still sleeping. I told her "Get up right now, get in your car and come home to us. There is an attack on Manhattan, you need to get out now." Thank God she did. She made it over the bridge just before it was closed off. I called my friend who is a NYC police officer. He answered on the first try also. I said "Oh thank God your home and safe." He said he was fine, but he had to go. I knew where he had to go. I was afraid I'd never talk to him again. My boyfriend was supposed to go to the Yankee game that night--he had the tickets in his pocket. I called an begged him not to go--this was before the game was cancelled. The ticket is now framed in our living room as a constant reminder of what that day was. There were so many more people to call. So many more to make sure were okay--but I couldn't get through to any of them anymore. Lines were tied up. I'd just have to wait. Our company closed and I went to be with my family and watch the horror. The pain, fear, anger--it was overwhelming. To this day, I don't ever want to forget that feeling. I want to remember it and be grateful everyday for what I have, what could have been taken away that day. I lost some people. I'll never forget. I'll fight to defend my country, my state, my city, my home. I display the flag for everyone to see. I'm ashamed of myself for not being more patriotic before. i'll make up for it now. 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 story2520.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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