Ten years ago, my 15 year old daughter came running in my room waking me up and yelled, "Mom, turn the T.V. on a plane has crashed into a building in New York City" I quickly turned the television on just in time to see the horrific vision of the second plane crash into the second twin tower. At that point it was obvious that we were facing something other than plane crashes. My daughter remembers my words, which unfortunately I can not repeat in this blog. As I sat there in shock and true disbelief I was so mad, but mainly so very sad. Did I cry? Not yet. Watching peole running when the towers went down, not being able to get hold of my sister-in-law who worked every other week in the Financial District right next door to the Towers was very stressful. I actually turned the television off. I tried to proceed with my day, I was enrolled at ASU at this time and got in my car and started driving. I didn't get very far, I realized like many my age that this not only was a terrible event, but it truly meant war. I was scared for my children and their friends, young people who had enlisted in the military would now truly know the greatest sacrafice ever, death and destruction. I never made it to class, I turned my car around, opend my garage, hung my American Flag and for the first time in a long time prayed.
Since this time I have been to ground zero, been to St. Paul's Church which is right next to WTC, this church became the haven for fire fighters after the attack. I have walked ground zero and saw all the memorials. So much has changed, so many people died, but we as Americans survived, at first we were so united, it must have been what our forefathers meant when they said, "United We Stand" So much has happened in the ten years since, some good some bad. But overall Americans stood strong on September 11, 2001 and it still do today.
1. What is your memory of 9/11/2001?
2. Read the post of your fellow classmates and comment on at least one entry.
