story5489.xml
Title
story5489.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I had left home to bring my daughter to school that morning and on the way could not understand why I could not get the music on the radio. And in my worst nightmare could not comprehend the horor that was about to unfold. I brought my daughter to school not knowing if I should leave her there, but under the well kept care of her teacher I went home to tell my husband, who was sick that day, to turn on the television in horor of the events that were unfolding. We both sat there in disbelief of the horrific sights that we were experiencing that warm September morning. It was as so many have discribed a sureal event that I was not sure how would effect my life at the time. As all Americans can attest, until it hits home it is not something that you can truly feel. But as we all have seen it is not in the personal effect that we have felt but in the national effect that we feel such great sorrow. And being on the East coast I too have people that I knew, as so many here knew, that were there that horrific day. I personally knew, 3 people that have touched my life and although they were not people that I was in contact daily they were people that have a place in my memory and heart as I realize that they have sacraficed the greatest thing of all their life. Michael Canty, his family were friends from church and I can remember him running around church causing a lot of commotion on Sunday. James Patrick, was a brother of a classmate all through elementary to high school. Although I did not know him directly I knew his brother and family and every one knew "The Patrick's", one block down and over, on Parkwood Boulevard. The last person that I knew was a bit more personable, I worked with him for almost 3 years and he dated my sister. That was Arial Jacobs, he was a man that I did not really see too much in, although my sister did. He was someone that I really did not think would be some one to look up to and little did I know that he went and became the Executive Vice President of a company in the WORLD TRADE CENTER!!! Who would have know that little Ari Jacobs would be such an influential person for people to follow as an example. All of these men leave family and love ones behind and I pray for them and hope that through the years that they will come to know how much their loved ones touched others and that they will not be forgotten!!! I have never contacted their families or told then how sorry I am for their loss but through Gods eyes I am sure that they know how special their sons,husbands and brothers were.
And today, September 11th 2002, I went and got the paper after I had the greatest privalige of seeing my grand parents this cool and somber Septmeber morning. What a somber "morning" it is, I look at the "Times Union", Albany, NY's paper, and the special insert that they have on the "victim's" of Sepember 11th. I can recall where I was and what I did and felt that terrible day 1 year ago.
This is a day that we should never forget and after all of the talk, that time will tell what history will account of this day in September, I know that no matter what, I will always tell my daughter what happened and hope that she will pass this mournful day of rememberance on to her children too. This is not something that we will forget and I know that for the rest of my life as short as it may be on this earth that I will never forget, GOD WILLING, my life will be long enough to tell others what happened that warm September morning!
And today, September 11th 2002, I went and got the paper after I had the greatest privalige of seeing my grand parents this cool and somber Septmeber morning. What a somber "morning" it is, I look at the "Times Union", Albany, NY's paper, and the special insert that they have on the "victim's" of Sepember 11th. I can recall where I was and what I did and felt that terrible day 1 year ago.
This is a day that we should never forget and after all of the talk, that time will tell what history will account of this day in September, I know that no matter what, I will always tell my daughter what happened and hope that she will pass this mournful day of rememberance on to her children too. This is not something that we will forget and I know that for the rest of my life as short as it may be on this earth that I will never forget, GOD WILLING, my life will be long enough to tell others what happened that warm September morning!
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“story5489.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 24, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/15576.
