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2002-08-05

My story probably isn't as significant as some, but coming upon this site, I will tell you what I felt that day, as I have never put down on paper (per say) or truly expressed to anyone in great length how I felt about September 11,2001

It was just an ordinary day at school. I was giving a lady a perm and I happened to see one of our instructors and a bunch of students wheel a television out onto the clinic floor. I thought nothing of it, and thought they were going to watch an instructional video of some sort, and went about my business. Then I seen numerous students standing around the television watching. So I walked over to see what all the commotion was about and then looked at the TV and saw a building on fire, but didn't recognize which building it was until a student told me that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. My first thought was "What a horrible accident", thinking that somehow a commuter plane or one of those small planes that fly around with banners attached to them, had hit it. I thought it was just some freak accident. I went back to my client and told her what had happened and she too was horrified.

Then a few minutes later they said that a second plane had hit the other tower. Then I knew something wasn't right, that it was deliberate. Then I got the news on the Pentagon and the plane that went down in PA.

I stayed at school for awhile and watched the news coverage. Students were walking around crying, some even panicking and saying the end of the world was near. Now I had watched and read material on Nostradamus and never gave it a second thought until it was brought up... But then I never took it real serious either. Heck, anyone could of read those predictions and create the incidents themselves ....But deep down I was terrified.

I called the school to check on my children. The school was under a lockdown. I went to the school and took my daughter out, but she then pleaded to stay,so I let her. I thought best to leave her there and keep her occupied.

Later, I picked up my daugheter from school and went home and turned on the news. It was all I watched the rest of the week.

That night, I made our kids sleep with us. I went to church that night to pray for our country and our world. I felt like such a hipocrate (sp) because I hadn't been to church in almost 6 yrs. But I stayed and prayed and talked the sister at the church and sought comfort.

Still to this day when I see footage on TV about the events of that day, I well up with tears. All those innocent people killed and all the fireman and policeman that lost their lives by doing their duty, no matter how dangerous.

Like many Americans I took everything this country stood for for granted. Turned my cheek when events in other countries were happening and thinking "I'm glad it's not us".. I will never,ever say that again

Now I pay more attention to what is going on in the world and sympathize for the people that are losing their lives due to suicide bombings and what their families are going through. I commend our military my doing their damndest trying to defend our freedom. Thinking that most of them won't ever come home.That someone will lose a son or daughter or grandchild.

I try to remain optimistic and put my faith in God, but there are still times I am very bitter. How could something like this happen? I could write forever but I'm just giving you the jist of what is popping into my head right now and typing it as fast as I can before I forget. LOL

I will always remember Sept 11,2002. God Bless America.

Chris Iott