story10549.xml
Title
story10549.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2004-04-22
911DA Story: Story
I was sleeping in my tiny dorm room with my roommate in her bed when my mother called. I remember thinking to myself "who the hell is calling us this early in the morning I dont have class till 9:30!" When my roommate looked at me and said "Its your mom, something doesn't sound right." I answered the phone half asleep still laying in bed and when she said "We are being attacked, turn on the tv! NOW!" I sat bolt up right and hollard at my roommate to turn the tv on. Next, I asked my mom "What channel?" she told me "ANY! THEY ALL HAVE IT ON!" My roommate and I turned on the tv and began watching, we tuned in just in time to watch the plane hit the second tower. I was away at my first semester of college, and I had never been apart from any member of my family for an extended period of time. I hadn't gone home yet since the semester started and wasn't planning on going home any time soon. But, by the time the day was over I was in terrible need to be around family.
The main thing I remember about that day is my teachers cancelling class and the entire school comming together as friends and mourner's for what had happened. My school has a large engineer program and many many middle easterner's attend for this and other programs. But, back to where I was going with this. I also remember driving the 105 miles to my parents house and the sugar cane feilds being the empty. I felt totally alone on the road, I didn't pass many cars, or see many people outside. It seemed that everyone was inside glued to their television. I listened to several different radio stations on the way home and just remember thinking back to being in New York and D.C. in June. I am fortunate enough to have a wonerful mother who is like a friend. She and I took off to D.C. for my senior trip to walk in the Race for the Cure, then hopped a train to NYC for a week. During my week in NYC I was able to walk out on the Brooklyn bridge and capture some wonderful images of the skyline and WTC. When I finally got to my parents house, my dad and brother had returned home from work and were sitting in the living room with my mom glued to the tv. When I walked in they all three got up and we had a family hug and then sat down to talk about the day.
The main thing I remember about that day is my teachers cancelling class and the entire school comming together as friends and mourner's for what had happened. My school has a large engineer program and many many middle easterner's attend for this and other programs. But, back to where I was going with this. I also remember driving the 105 miles to my parents house and the sugar cane feilds being the empty. I felt totally alone on the road, I didn't pass many cars, or see many people outside. It seemed that everyone was inside glued to their television. I listened to several different radio stations on the way home and just remember thinking back to being in New York and D.C. in June. I am fortunate enough to have a wonerful mother who is like a friend. She and I took off to D.C. for my senior trip to walk in the Race for the Cure, then hopped a train to NYC for a week. During my week in NYC I was able to walk out on the Brooklyn bridge and capture some wonderful images of the skyline and WTC. When I finally got to my parents house, my dad and brother had returned home from work and were sitting in the living room with my mom glued to the tv. When I walked in they all three got up and we had a family hug and then sat down to talk about the day.
Collection
Citation
“story10549.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 25, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/7096.