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Sept 11th Memorial

During Wrestlemania 19, the Undertaker came out on his bike with a huge american Flag on the back in a tribute to his real life nephew who was stationed in Afghanistan at the time.



Move over Pat Tillman, the Undertaker is America's true patriotic sports hero now! Nobody ever though to hang an American flag off a motorbike before!
 
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Quit the hijacking now. Only warning.

If you'd like to bash this day and what it represents, start your own thread.
 
I was, at the time, looking for work and woke up early from the anxiety of the search. I popped on the TV and muted it and turned on local sports radio. On TV there was the first building on fire and "breaking news" on the sports station about a small plane - likely a traffic or news station plane - that had crashed into the WTC.

I saw the second plane live on TV and it all went from there ....

The thing I will never forget aside from the events itself was not only how polite and caring people acted towards one another, but the odd and eerie circumstance of having every flight in the nation grounded.

No planes at all in the skies, coming or going out of the airport.

Since, I have flown on 9/11 a number of times and it's always a bit odd. In 2011 we were returning from UTL #1 and flying Frontier to Denver. Ours was the plane that landed at DTW and was immediately taken to a secure hangar. Ironically, the airline was mum on the news altogether but the giant HDTV at the gate with CNN airing showed it all. We saw the plane on TV in this hangar but the airline was playing dumb.

Probably the safest plane to fly on following that, especially on that day.

Weeks later a flight attendant told me what had happened. There were rumors of people making the "Mile Hi Club" and other such nonsense.

Turns out that there were three people of "middle East descent" (imagine that, flying to Detroit!) who all got up when the seatbelt sign went off and another passenger escalated concern to the flight crew. Apparently once that happened, the pilot HAD to radio ahead to DTW about it.
 
To me, September 11 should be about what happened that day, and the first responders (including the response of the passengers on Flight 93).

What happened during the years that followed, there is every other day of the year to focus on all that.
 
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To me, September 11 should be about what happened that day, and the first responders (including the response of the passengers on Flight 93).

What happened during the years that followed, there is every other day of the year to focus on all that.


I had a few friends who made it out by virtue of working on the 22nd floor and know a few who did not, working at Cantor Fitzgerald. My good friend April lost her Dad and so many friends in NYC were greatly impacted. Trying to explain to my then 4yr old son during a trip to NYC what had happened when at the 'ground zero' memorial was tough.

Tough to explain why people would do something so horrific.
 
My former brother-in-law had booked a flight on United 93 for that morning, but postponed that trip to take a meeting in the twin towers that morning, and that meeting was also postponed.
 
I was 9 years old and in the 4th grade. Did not hear a word about it during school that day, no announcement was made or anything. I don't remember if we went into "lockdown mode" or anything like that. My dad used to pick me up after school, I got in the car and saw the special edition of the newspaper on the dashboard said something like "WTC collapses, act of terror." I remember the first thing I asked was what the World Trade Center was. Spent over an hour talking about it that day at home and then the next day at school. I was a little too young to understand it all, I can't imagine it happening now as an adult.
 
Always remember this day..woke up and went to the den. My family already there, didn't say a word to me..I said nothing to them. My eyes just automatically went to the TV. It was about 9am..after the first hit but before the second..it was horrifying. Just seeing all the smoke and fireman/policeman etc. and people running..a lot of brave people all those years ago.
 
It was just a couple of years before my Dad would die of Alzheimer's.

For those final two years of his life, my dad believed he had actually witnessed the event live from the impression it made it on him, from having seen it on television (he was in Dallas when it happened, having moved there from Michigan), and recounted vivid recollections of having been there when it happened.

And we just answered "yes, you told me that..."
 
I was visiting my parents for a couple days before b-school started back up. My sister called to say a plane had hit the WTC. My dad turned on the TV and while we watched smoke billowing from the tower I was telling him how I just had a breakfast meeting at Windows on the World (a restaurant at the top of one of the towers) less than 3 weeks ago and right then, out of nowhere, the second plane hit. As I watched the towers collapse I thought about how everyday that summer as I walked between them on my way to the WFC, I would look up and wonder "how long after I'm dead and gone will these towers still be here". Don't know why I thought - it always seemed kind of odd at the time but I wondered about it every time I walked by them and then, a couple weeks later they were gone.
 
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I was visiting my parents for a couple days before b-school started back up. My sister called to say a plane had hit the WTC. My dad turned on the TV and while we watched smoke billowing from the tower I was telling him how I just had a breakfast meeting at Windows on the World (a restaurant at the top of one of the towers) less than 3 weeks ago and right then, out of nowhere, the second plane hit. As I watched the towers collapse I thought about how everyday that summer as I walked between them on my way to the WFC, I would look up and wonder "how long after I'm dead and gone will these towers still be here". Don't know why I thought - it always seemed kind of odd at the time but I wondered about it every time I walked by them and then, a couple weeks later they were gone.

I met a buddy at the WTC subway station as he was coming from work about 5 weeks before 9/11, while in NYC for a 'bachelor party' as my wedding was in August 2001.

I'd never before been right at the base of the towers but I remember looking up and thinking how massive they were ...knowing that the tallest building in Denver is about 57 stories, making these buildings TWICE as TALL.
 
2x as tall and there were TWO of them - they were so impressive and imposing particularly since they were the only really tall buildings downtown. Most of the big buildings are in midtown (mid 30s to the high 50s) and they would have stood out even there but they really stood out downtown. They were so cool. Looking up at them you got a sense of the sheer immensity and from the other side of either river you saw how much bigger they were than all the other buildings in the skyline.
 
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