On This Day…11 September

We remember…

2001 – The September 11 attacks take place in the United States. Airplane hijackings result in the collapse of the World Trade Center in New York City, destruction of the western portion of The Pentagon in Arlington, Virginia, and a passenger airliner crash in Shanksville, Pennsylvania.

My brother and I were holidaying in the Canary Island of Tenerife when the attacks happened. I received a text message from a work colleague to head to the nearest cafe and check out the news.

We stayed for the rest of the day, watching the screen as the tragedy unfolded. It wasn’t until we got back home to Ireland that the full extent of the terrorist attack became known to us. We knew there and then that the world had changed and that nothing would ever be the same again.

My thoughts are with my American friends on this day. Some of you may have lost someone that day. May you and the world know peace one day.

6 responses to “On This Day…11 September

  1. It was a dreadful day.

  2. Indeed. 9/11, to which add 7/7 for Londoners. The world has changed; the world still goes on, albeit one irrevocably changed by the events of one morning in New York.

  3. I love the photo you chose, JM.

    Lady Liberty still stands tall.

  4. I was with my tiny daughter at home. My husband called and told me to turn the television on. Like you, we spent the rest of the day watching. Horrifying. And so much bravery on the part of so many.

    Thanks James.

  5. I was at work that day. Our office was a Dilbert world and always a noisy place. From the moment of the first airplane strike to the end of the day, the only sounds that could be heard were those of people’s radios tuned to whatever channel they could get to listen to it. Or people trying to get the TVs in the big conference rooms to tune in. Or those trying to get onto the net to read the news as it happened. The net was jammed so busy that none of us could get on.
    I could hear some people sobbing, even if they had no friends or relatives in the New York area. Each time another plane would hit, or a tower began to crumble you could hear someone shouting it to others in their area and then the silence would once again be complete.
    I left work early that day to go pick up my two young children who have Arabic ancestry. I was afraid for them to walk home. They had had rocks thrown at them during desert storm and I didn’t want that or worse happening to them this time.
    That evening at home was sad and I kept the TV off. I couldn’t bear to hear more about it.
    I spent the time praying for the families of those who died and explaining to my children, the best I could, why it had happened.
    Now my son is in the Navy Submarine Service, helping to protect our country from further attacks. I am proud of him and all his boat mates for what they do for us all.

  6. Sorry I’m late for this one.
    I was 20 blocks away when the Towers came down on 9/11.
    It was scary as hell.

    All I can say is, may they all rest in peace.


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