story3319.xml
Title
story3319.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I really don't think it matters who you are or where you live, this incident has to have touched your life in one way or another......
One year ago today I was sitting at my desk working on my computer with the radio playing smooth jazz in the background. One of my co-workers came by my office to let me know that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers. It sounded like nothing more than a freak accident, until a reporter announced that another had crashed into the second tower. Like most in this country, I was dumbfounded. Thank goodness the FAA grounded all flights. My mother was driving in route to the Orlando International Airport, so I called her on her cell phone to let her know she wouldn't be able to fly to my grandmother's home in Missouri. I was so thankful that she wasn't in the air at the time these tragedies happened.
Then we heard that the Pentagon had also been damaged by a plan crash(my father had worked there several years ago....thank goodness he wasn't still there on this day), and then the crash in Pennsylvania. They were sure at this point that this was the work of terrorists. Well, my husband works on Disney World property and all I could think about was his safety.
I was also supposed to take a flight to meet my mother in Missouri to visit with my grandmother on September 13. We both ended up requesting refunds from TWA, and they were granted. My mother and father ended up driving to my grandmother's a month later because there was still fear of terrorist attacks. To this day, September 11, 2002, I still have not made it to my grandmother's home and miss her terribly. I just hope that one day soon, I will be able to make that trip, before something happens to her.
I also remember cleaning my home on the evening of September 13 while having the news on (there was nothing else on television that entire week), and just having to sit down in the middle of my living room floor while watching the horrifying pictures and listening to the personal stories of those who lost loved ones or who were in search of loved ones. I balled my eyes out hysterically. I still do.....anytime the date or the emergency number is mentioned.....God Bless America!
One year ago today I was sitting at my desk working on my computer with the radio playing smooth jazz in the background. One of my co-workers came by my office to let me know that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers. It sounded like nothing more than a freak accident, until a reporter announced that another had crashed into the second tower. Like most in this country, I was dumbfounded. Thank goodness the FAA grounded all flights. My mother was driving in route to the Orlando International Airport, so I called her on her cell phone to let her know she wouldn't be able to fly to my grandmother's home in Missouri. I was so thankful that she wasn't in the air at the time these tragedies happened.
Then we heard that the Pentagon had also been damaged by a plan crash(my father had worked there several years ago....thank goodness he wasn't still there on this day), and then the crash in Pennsylvania. They were sure at this point that this was the work of terrorists. Well, my husband works on Disney World property and all I could think about was his safety.
I was also supposed to take a flight to meet my mother in Missouri to visit with my grandmother on September 13. We both ended up requesting refunds from TWA, and they were granted. My mother and father ended up driving to my grandmother's a month later because there was still fear of terrorist attacks. To this day, September 11, 2002, I still have not made it to my grandmother's home and miss her terribly. I just hope that one day soon, I will be able to make that trip, before something happens to her.
I also remember cleaning my home on the evening of September 13 while having the news on (there was nothing else on television that entire week), and just having to sit down in the middle of my living room floor while watching the horrifying pictures and listening to the personal stories of those who lost loved ones or who were in search of loved ones. I balled my eyes out hysterically. I still do.....anytime the date or the emergency number is mentioned.....God Bless America!
Collection
Citation
“story3319.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 10, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/17177.