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2002-09-12

I can still remember everything said and done that day. I had to take my son who was 18 months old at the time for a check up at the doctors office that morning and we had gotten up late so the t.v. or the radio wasn't turned on. We were in the office when the first plane hit and on our way to get breakfast when the second plane hit the Twin Towers. I was still unaware that anything had happened when we finished breakfast, once we were in the truck I finally turned the radio on and heard for the first time that America had came under attack by terrorists. I tried to control the shock and fear that I felt so that I wouldn't scare my son but I couldn't I started crying uncontrollably and shaking all over I grabbed him from his seat and held him as tight as I could as I cryed and tried to comfort him. I had never felt the kind of fear that had came over me before and I didn't know how to feel even though I wasn't directly effected I was hurt and shocked that someone could do that to anyone and that it had happened on American soil. After I calmed down we went into a local store where they had every t.v. and radio turned to the news channels and you could feel the fear and sorrow through whole store. We left the store and went to my parents house where my father was glued to the t.v. and my mother cryed while listening and canning tomatoes when we pulled up my Dad ran out to the truck pale as a ghost and hugged both of us telling us that it was going to be okay. We sat together and watched in horror as they showed the sickening scenes over and over and told the death toll as the found bodies. I didn't go home till my husband got home that night and then we sat huddled together as a family listening to the reports on the radio. The next day was supposed to be a school day for me at Tri-County Technical College but some sick individual called in a bomb threat and with what had happened they were afraid to let us stay so instead of going home I went and gave blood for the first time in my life and although it may not have saved anyone in New York or Washington I felt like I had helped some who may have been effected by the attacks the day before. It is the one year anniversary and the nation is still in shock and mourning but we have all pulled together and became ONE NATION UNDER GOD, AND WE ARE ALL BROTHERS AND SISTERS.