story4652.xml
Title
story4652.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
A co-worker and I were on our way to Madison,Wisconsin from Milwaukee to attend a meeting for work. It usually takes an hour and half to get to Madison. So my co-worker and I were talking for most of the ride. As we turn to take the main throughfare to get to the capitol we turned on our favorite radio station. As we were listening to the morning disk jockeys talking with their sports person he stated "Oh my god a plane hit the world trade center". At first our reaction was in disbelief and we thought they were joking. Then the disk jockeys apparently had witnessed it on t.v. and confirmed what the sports man had said. So I instantly picked up my cell phone and called my husband who was at work and he confirmed the story also.
When we reached our final destination for the meeting, we went straight to the cafetiria and witnessed the first tower being hit. I was instantly paralyzed. Then fear set in. My 3 children were in school back home in West Milwaukee and I am 70miles away from them.
We then proceeded to our meeting room and sat down. The president of our company sat down next to us and told us that the second trade tower was hit and that there were planes headed for Washinton D.C. She also stated that if we wished to return home we could do so. We called all our managers and put them on alert to watch for job sites closing and that our clients may be coming home. Then as we left the building the state capitol was shutting down.
Even more fear was setting in and the reality of the United States being under attack was for real.
On our ride home our ears were glued to radio just listening to the horror taking place. Mid way home I contacted the school and asked if they were releasing the children home. They did not. When I returned home my co-worker and I starred at the t.v. for hours. Then my husband and children returned. We cried, yelled and prayed.
We did everything our president asked. We were so exhausted as if we just found out our loved ones had just passed. Time did not seem to end. For weeks I and my family mourned for all the loss. My 7year old son informed me that he was going to join the air force. He was going to shoot the bad planes. Our hearts and souls mourned that day. Every emotion a person could feel I felt that day.
Ann M. Wiese
West Milwaukee, Wisconsin
When we reached our final destination for the meeting, we went straight to the cafetiria and witnessed the first tower being hit. I was instantly paralyzed. Then fear set in. My 3 children were in school back home in West Milwaukee and I am 70miles away from them.
We then proceeded to our meeting room and sat down. The president of our company sat down next to us and told us that the second trade tower was hit and that there were planes headed for Washinton D.C. She also stated that if we wished to return home we could do so. We called all our managers and put them on alert to watch for job sites closing and that our clients may be coming home. Then as we left the building the state capitol was shutting down.
Even more fear was setting in and the reality of the United States being under attack was for real.
On our ride home our ears were glued to radio just listening to the horror taking place. Mid way home I contacted the school and asked if they were releasing the children home. They did not. When I returned home my co-worker and I starred at the t.v. for hours. Then my husband and children returned. We cried, yelled and prayed.
We did everything our president asked. We were so exhausted as if we just found out our loved ones had just passed. Time did not seem to end. For weeks I and my family mourned for all the loss. My 7year old son informed me that he was going to join the air force. He was going to shoot the bad planes. Our hearts and souls mourned that day. Every emotion a person could feel I felt that day.
Ann M. Wiese
West Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Collection
Citation
“story4652.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 10, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/4315.