I was at my desk on the 28th floor of a Chase Manhattan Plaza, 1 block away from the WTC. My story would be very long so I wont go into details unless someone asks. I'll just say that being that close to it let some permanent scars.
ETS: I agree withy Smash. There was something about NY atfer that day that made me feel proud to be a NY'er.
I was way uptown (Riverdale) at my new job wondering why I couldn't reach my co-worker on her cell phone, when my husband emailed me about it (at the same time that my boss' wife called him from CT). I worked at an independent school that had a lot of kids whose parents worked downtown, so needless to say it was a bit frenzied. My boss sent me home and I watched it all on TV as if it were a movie. I had nightmares about being invaded by tourists(Riverdale has a large Jewish population- as if a terrorist would care that my parents are from another country), and months later when I went downtown to meet Irene for something, a truck dropped its loading bed and made a huge noise- 80% of the people on the street ducked down. It was so upsetting. I refuse to watch that footage ever again- it's just too much. And besides, the images will never leave my head anyway...
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"I am tired of being your savior/ And I am tired of telling you why"- ani difranco, "Origami"
i had just moved into my new apartment. i was living alone and just got back from my best friends bachleorette party in vegas. so i was unpacking boxes and suitcases.
i hopped on the computer to check my email and saw the first tower pouring smoke. then i ran over to the TV, and sat on my brand new couch and watched the whole rest of the day. my dad called a few minutes into it to tell me he loved me and was being evacuated. he works in pittsburgh, and apparently some thought the plane that crashed in shanksville, was headed for the burgh. i remember what PJ's i was wearing. what a nightmare.
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I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. -Frank Sinatra
As I am reading this I am in tears just hearing your stories and remembering how I felt. I got up early that morning to cram for a accounting test. The tv was on but it was muted so I could study better. I looked up as they were replaying the first plane hitting and all of the sudden the second plane hit. I was in shock. My teacher still made up take the test but I couldn't concentrate. I also had to work that night at a restraunt. Hardly anyone came in and I sat in the bar for most of the night watching tv holding my best friends hand. Words cannot describe how much that impacted us.