story3059.xml
Title
story3059.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
The morning of September 11th started out like every other weekday morning...I took my son to school, dropped my daughter off at the sitter's and went to work.
Shortly after I got to work my boss came in and said a bomb had gone off in the World Trade Center. We turned on the radio and went on-line to find out what we could. The information that followed was horrifying. My boss went home and brought up a small television so that we could see what was happening.
I sat at my desk and alternated between crying and praying. The news kept getting worse, and worse.
People kept calling, asking if I had heard. At this point, I believed the whole world knew.
For the weeks and days that followed, the news replayed the Towers collapse frequently. My son, Steven, would see it, and believing that it was happening again, would run to me crying.
We were virually untouched by the terrorist attacks. None of our friends or family perished. We knew no one that died. We knew no one that knew someone that died. We have mourned, we have cried, we have prayed, we will survive.
Our prayers and thoughts will be for those who lived and for those who were left behind.
May God Bless You.
Shortly after I got to work my boss came in and said a bomb had gone off in the World Trade Center. We turned on the radio and went on-line to find out what we could. The information that followed was horrifying. My boss went home and brought up a small television so that we could see what was happening.
I sat at my desk and alternated between crying and praying. The news kept getting worse, and worse.
People kept calling, asking if I had heard. At this point, I believed the whole world knew.
For the weeks and days that followed, the news replayed the Towers collapse frequently. My son, Steven, would see it, and believing that it was happening again, would run to me crying.
We were virually untouched by the terrorist attacks. None of our friends or family perished. We knew no one that died. We knew no one that knew someone that died. We have mourned, we have cried, we have prayed, we will survive.
Our prayers and thoughts will be for those who lived and for those who were left behind.
May God Bless You.
Collection
Citation
“story3059.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 1, 2026, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/18562.