September 11 Digital Archive

story3749.xml

Title

story3749.xml

Source

born-digital

Media Type

story

Created by Author

yes

Described by Author

no

Date Entered

2002-09-11

911DA Story: Story

I had just finished getting my fourth grade daughter off to school, and the phone rang. It was my sister called me, knowing my husband is an airline pilot, she told me to turn on the TV there had been a plane crash in NY. I hung up the phone and turned on the TV, it was about 8:55 am. I sat listening to initial reports, that a small plane, possibly a multi-engine plane had flown into one og the twin towers at the world trade center. Minutes later, to my absolute horror another plane hit the second tower. I was in shock, I ran to the bathroom where my husband was in the shower, yelling that something horrible was going on "planes are flying into the world trade center" I told him. He thought I was crazy, he asked if I knew what I was talking about. "The same place the bomb went off a few years ago?" he asked. "YES" I said. He came into the living room, dripping wet in a towel and stood in front of the tv just staring. He had to go to work, at the airline, he was scheduled to be in at 9:30. I sat silent, staring at the tv while my 2 year old twins, played unaware. When the plane struck the pentagon, I remember thinking the world was coming to an end. My husband called, telling me to get our daughter from school. He said he wanted the children home with me. I cried, I hugged my children close. I grieved for all those people, caught in the tragedy, for those families not knowing where loved ones were, for our nation so devestated. That was one year ago today. Today I again, stared at the television, mesmerized. Saddened, grieving for the same people, the same nation. Although I lost no loved ones that day, I feel I lost a piece of myself, a sence of security, the bright future of my children seems clouded. Although a year has passed the devestation still seems to fresh, so needless, so unwarrented. i will carry the momories of that day for the rest of my life. As I sit and relate this story, I hope for a brighter future, to once again feel secure in this, the greatest of nations. I pray for my fellow Americans, for our children, our leaders,for our country, I pray that we win this war against terrorism, God Bless America.

Citation

“story3749.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 16, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/19005.