story5253.xml
Title
story5253.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I guess not a lot unlike other people that day I was at work, when I heard the news I was in total shock.but the events of the day had a a deeper meaning to me that I would not realize until almost two weeks after the fact.
I am living in Central Texas with my husband and three children. My family are spread out, My Oldest brotehr is in Fla, and my other brother and sister are in Upstate NY, not far from the site of the fourth plane's crach.
I called my mom early in the day, not long after I first heard of the buiilding being hit, since i grew up in upstate ny it was a little close to home for me and imy family back home.
after hearing of the wreck in Penn. I called my mom again to be sure she was ok, my mom was living in a nursing home in Newfield ,NY after surviving numerous surgery which left her as a double amputee and permanatly in a wheelchair. the site in Penn. is not too far from her home, and though i knew she was not at all hurt by the accident, i needed to hear her voice to know in my heart she was all right. over the next two weeks we were very busy making flags at the sign shop i work at so i had very little time to do much of anything. but on the evening of September 23, i recieved a phone call telling me my mom was gone, she had died in her sleep. on the drive back to New York for the service my children and i heard a song on the radio that made us all cry and made us realize the fact. The song was "Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning" by Alan Jackson, there is a line in the song that really hit home for me personally. the line was "did you call up your mother and tell her you love her." well that is in fact what i did on september 11, but i wish now that I had said more, you see the evening of september 11 was the last time that i ever spoke to my mother. if i had only know that at the time there is so much more i would have told her. for all of those who lost a loved one in the tragedy may god bless you and for all of those who are gone, god has already blessed you. God Bless America, may it always remain strong
I am living in Central Texas with my husband and three children. My family are spread out, My Oldest brotehr is in Fla, and my other brother and sister are in Upstate NY, not far from the site of the fourth plane's crach.
I called my mom early in the day, not long after I first heard of the buiilding being hit, since i grew up in upstate ny it was a little close to home for me and imy family back home.
after hearing of the wreck in Penn. I called my mom again to be sure she was ok, my mom was living in a nursing home in Newfield ,NY after surviving numerous surgery which left her as a double amputee and permanatly in a wheelchair. the site in Penn. is not too far from her home, and though i knew she was not at all hurt by the accident, i needed to hear her voice to know in my heart she was all right. over the next two weeks we were very busy making flags at the sign shop i work at so i had very little time to do much of anything. but on the evening of September 23, i recieved a phone call telling me my mom was gone, she had died in her sleep. on the drive back to New York for the service my children and i heard a song on the radio that made us all cry and made us realize the fact. The song was "Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning" by Alan Jackson, there is a line in the song that really hit home for me personally. the line was "did you call up your mother and tell her you love her." well that is in fact what i did on september 11, but i wish now that I had said more, you see the evening of september 11 was the last time that i ever spoke to my mother. if i had only know that at the time there is so much more i would have told her. for all of those who lost a loved one in the tragedy may god bless you and for all of those who are gone, god has already blessed you. God Bless America, may it always remain strong
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Citation
“story5253.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 18, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/18861.