I had been home from my mission for just over a month and was working as an Aide at Hillsdale Elem. in West Valley. I was on my way to work with my brother and was driving down 3600 West. We were right in front of Granger when we heard about what had happened on the radio. My brother and I were both in shock. I'll never forget that day!
I was standing in an elevator with my companion on my mission when I found out. A man got on and asked what we thought about what happened. We asked, "what happened?" and he just looked at us like we were idiots and said, "we're at war men!".
We lived in L.A. at the time, so the morning of 9/11 my dad called me in tears and told me to turn on the tv. It took a few seconds to register what was happening, what had happened. I remember how I held my son tight and cried.
I was driving up to the U because I was teaching this little class early in the morning, and they'd just gotten some unconfirmed report on the radio that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I thought they were talking about an accident, some little plane that wouldn't cause a lot of damage, and I basially forgot about it. I taught the class and then went to work and I said to the guy in my office, "what's up?" and he looked at me like I was nuts. He just pointed toward the lobby where all these TVs were on. Everything was just surreal.
I was driving to work. I turned on the radio in my car to hear some tunes, and the voice on the radio said, "There is only one piece of news this morning.." and went on to explain what had happened. I remember him saying "We have just confirmed that there's another plane that has hit the pentagon." It was in that moment that I remember a show a watched when I was a kid about Nostradomus, a guy who predicted events about the future. I called my brother and he was thinking the same thing. I remember my husband and I not sleeping that night because we could not bring ourselves away from the TV.
I didn't watch the news that morning, and went to my ballet class like normal. I didn't know that anything had happened until the teacher turned the radio on after class and I heard the reporter talking about what happened. When I got home, I watched the news coverage, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a terrible day.
I was here in NYC and when I got into the office about five to 9, another lady there told me there was a fire in the WTC and asked if I knew anyone there. At this point it wasn't even confirmed that a plane had hit it. I turned on the TV in our waiting area and watched as events unfolded and saw the second plane hit. By this time more people had gotten to the office and everyone was standing around in shock. We had a lot of people flying in to NYC from LA and Chicago as well as people flying to Boston, so there was a time where we didn't know if any of their planes were involved. Thank God everyone I knew was safe. The office shut down and everyone walked home because the city was closed to all traffic. Even uptown the air was filled with dust from the destruction downtown. The city was silent, everyone was in shock and distraught. It really was surreal and a terrible day. I still think about it often.
We were closing on our Magna home that day. I was finishing some packing when my neighbor called me and told me to turn on the T.V. I saw the second plane hit. I watch T.V. all day waiting to see what was really happening. It was hard to believe that you're not as safe as you think you might be. The thing that I take from this sad day is the example of the people that were the Heros in the heat of the moment. I pray that if the day came that I could have the courage to be as brave as the were. God bless them and there families.
I was taking a pregnancy test in my bathroom. It was positive. I cried a lot that day! No really, I remember watching it over and over,on TV so sad for the victims, their families, and all the rescue workers.
As you might know, the head of a company survived 9/11 because his son started kindergarten. Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts. One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time. One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident. One of them missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change. One's car wouldn't start. One went back to answer the telephone. One had a child that dawdled and didn't get ready as soon as he should have. One couldn't get taxi. The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today.
Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone, all the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment. Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don't get mad or frustrated; It may be just that God is at work watching over you. May God continue to bless you with all those annoying little things and may you remember their possible purpose.
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I had been home from my mission for just over a month and was working as an Aide at Hillsdale Elem. in West Valley. I was on my way to work with my brother and was driving down 3600 West. We were right in front of Granger when we heard about what had happened on the radio. My brother and I were both in shock. I'll never forget that day!
I was standing in an elevator with my companion on my mission when I found out. A man got on and asked what we thought about what happened. We asked, "what happened?" and he just looked at us like we were idiots and said, "we're at war men!".
We lived in L.A. at the time, so the morning of 9/11 my dad called me in tears and told me to turn on the tv. It took a few seconds to register what was happening, what had happened. I remember how I held my son tight and cried.
I was driving up to the U because I was teaching this little class early in the morning, and they'd just gotten some unconfirmed report on the radio that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I thought they were talking about an accident, some little plane that wouldn't cause a lot of damage, and I basially forgot about it. I taught the class and then went to work and I said to the guy in my office, "what's up?" and he looked at me like I was nuts. He just pointed toward the lobby where all these TVs were on. Everything was just surreal.
I was driving to work. I turned on the radio in my car to hear some tunes, and the voice on the radio said, "There is only one piece of news this morning.." and went on to explain what had happened. I remember him saying "We have just confirmed that there's another plane that has hit the pentagon." It was in that moment that I remember a show a watched when I was a kid about Nostradomus, a guy who predicted events about the future. I called my brother and he was thinking the same thing. I remember my husband and I not sleeping that night because we could not bring ourselves away from the TV.
I didn't watch the news that morning, and went to my ballet class like normal. I didn't know that anything had happened until the teacher turned the radio on after class and I heard the reporter talking about what happened. When I got home, I watched the news coverage, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a terrible day.
Rachel Lee
I was here in NYC and when I got into the office about five to 9, another lady there told me there was a fire in the WTC and asked if I knew anyone there. At this point it wasn't even confirmed that a plane had hit it. I turned on the TV in our waiting area and watched as events unfolded and saw the second plane hit. By this time more people had gotten to the office and everyone was standing around in shock. We had a lot of people flying in to NYC from LA and Chicago as well as people flying to Boston, so there was a time where we didn't know if any of their planes were involved. Thank God everyone I knew was safe. The office shut down and everyone walked home because the city was closed to all traffic. Even uptown the air was filled with dust from the destruction downtown. The city was silent, everyone was in shock and distraught. It really was surreal and a terrible day. I still think about it often.
We were closing on our Magna home that day. I was finishing some packing when my neighbor called me and told me to turn on the T.V. I saw the second plane hit. I watch T.V. all day waiting to see what was really happening. It was hard to believe that you're not as safe as you think you might be. The thing that I take from this sad day is the example of the people that were the Heros in the heat of the moment. I pray that if the day came that I could have the courage to be as brave as the were. God bless them and there families.
I was taking a pregnancy test in my bathroom. It was positive. I cried a lot that day! No really, I remember watching it over and over,on TV so sad for the victims, their families, and all the rescue workers.
As you might know, the head of a company survived 9/11 because his son started kindergarten. Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts. One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time. One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident. One of them missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change. One's car wouldn't start. One went back to answer the telephone. One had a child that dawdled and didn't get ready as soon as he should have. One couldn't get taxi. The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today.
Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone, all the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment. Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don't get mad or frustrated; It may be just that God is at work watching over you. May God continue to bless you with all those annoying little things and may you remember their possible purpose.
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