story7320.xml
Title
story7320.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-14
911DA Story: Story
I was doing a traffic study and did not have my radio on. As I was leaving I turned on the radio and realized something was terribly wrong. At first the news wasn't makng much sense, but it soon became clear that what was happening was crazy.
I drove home and instantly turned on my television and liked everyone was glued to the horror that was unfolding. How could buildings fall? Who was crazy enough to do all this? How many lives were lost? Tears just began to flow like a turned on faucet.
As the first reports starting coming out, the number of casualties were in the thousands. I heard possibly 20,000 people could have lost their lives. How? Why? What the hell was going on.
I remember praying for families. For comfort, to find loved ones, to somehow find rest, to feel the strength provided by God in time of need, to somehow make sense of it all. It didn't and to this day doesn't.
How can somehow justify killing so many innocent people?
As the news began informing us what was happening and the plan of attack that the United States was considering, panic took over my whole body. You see I have a son in college and the thought that he could possibly be sent to war horrified me. I know that that doesn't sound very patriotic, but it's unimaginable to me that at 18 he would be sent to a foreign country and told to kill. Send me, fine, but my child, no. In my mind I know that war is what keeps us free, but the thought of losing my child scared me to death.
September 11, 2001 changed the world. It wasn't by choice and I don't think that anything will ever make us feel secure and protected again.
I will continue to pray for these families and ask God to please "Bless America".
Julie Alexander
I drove home and instantly turned on my television and liked everyone was glued to the horror that was unfolding. How could buildings fall? Who was crazy enough to do all this? How many lives were lost? Tears just began to flow like a turned on faucet.
As the first reports starting coming out, the number of casualties were in the thousands. I heard possibly 20,000 people could have lost their lives. How? Why? What the hell was going on.
I remember praying for families. For comfort, to find loved ones, to somehow find rest, to feel the strength provided by God in time of need, to somehow make sense of it all. It didn't and to this day doesn't.
How can somehow justify killing so many innocent people?
As the news began informing us what was happening and the plan of attack that the United States was considering, panic took over my whole body. You see I have a son in college and the thought that he could possibly be sent to war horrified me. I know that that doesn't sound very patriotic, but it's unimaginable to me that at 18 he would be sent to a foreign country and told to kill. Send me, fine, but my child, no. In my mind I know that war is what keeps us free, but the thought of losing my child scared me to death.
September 11, 2001 changed the world. It wasn't by choice and I don't think that anything will ever make us feel secure and protected again.
I will continue to pray for these families and ask God to please "Bless America".
Julie Alexander
Collection
Citation
“story7320.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 25, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/8958.