Jose
09-14-2001, 08:18 AM
Dear Discussion board members.
I was a little late getting up on Tuesday morning and got to the bus late when I noticed plumes of smoke from the downtown area. I thought that a ship (as in the sea) was on fire. It wasn't till I purchased my daily news papers that I started hearing words like "World Trade Center", and "fire".
I rushed up to work and saw all my co-workers huddled around the TV set in our conference room. It was about 9:15 then. I went to my desk and noticed that there were 4 messages on my voice mail. Three were from my twin brother, who was telling me to put on the TV or radio for news about the Twin Towers. He said a plane had crashed into them. Then my co-workers told me that a second plane had crashed into them; it was then that I knew that this was no accident. We were under attack.
An event was cancelled at work and I went to post the noticed at the event location and then went home (we closed shop at work). After picking up my girls from school I went home and sat in front of the TV. I was horrified to learn that my two beautiful Twin Towers were no more. Such as majestic site, gone forever. My heart broke as I was damm proud of those two building. The rest you know.
How did you make out that horrible day? How did you feel? What do you think we should do? How do we stay strong?
I was a little late getting up on Tuesday morning and got to the bus late when I noticed plumes of smoke from the downtown area. I thought that a ship (as in the sea) was on fire. It wasn't till I purchased my daily news papers that I started hearing words like "World Trade Center", and "fire".
I rushed up to work and saw all my co-workers huddled around the TV set in our conference room. It was about 9:15 then. I went to my desk and noticed that there were 4 messages on my voice mail. Three were from my twin brother, who was telling me to put on the TV or radio for news about the Twin Towers. He said a plane had crashed into them. Then my co-workers told me that a second plane had crashed into them; it was then that I knew that this was no accident. We were under attack.
An event was cancelled at work and I went to post the noticed at the event location and then went home (we closed shop at work). After picking up my girls from school I went home and sat in front of the TV. I was horrified to learn that my two beautiful Twin Towers were no more. Such as majestic site, gone forever. My heart broke as I was damm proud of those two building. The rest you know.
How did you make out that horrible day? How did you feel? What do you think we should do? How do we stay strong?