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May we never forget: 9-11-2001

KillerFord1977

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God Bless all those who gave their lives that fateful day. 🙏
May we never forget the day.

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It's pretty crazy how I can recall exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard on the radio that the first plane hit the towers.

God bless those who have lost their lives on that day and to all the men and women who have given their life since then to prevent something like this from happening again....🇺🇲
 
I remember exactly where I was - working (literally) across the street from Fort Detrick, MD. "The Bug Factory" - USAMRIID. I remember thinking "God, this will be next today - its a prime target for whatever this is that's happening"...and on the heels of that thought, resignation that "well...at least I don't have to worry about limping away!".

God rest all those we lost.
 
I had just gotten up , I worked the night shift , when my now ex-wife called to tell me they were bombing the East coast. I turned on the TV just in time for them to show the first plane hitting the tower.

I can't explain how sick to my stomach I became , thinking about all those people who had or were about to lose their lives. :cry: I will never forget!
 
I lived in NYC at that time and was just coming out of the subway at Rockefeller Center when I saw the 2nd plane flying low over 5th Avenue, which was puzzling to say the least. It wasn't until I reached my destination that I learned what had happened. On my way home, I stopped at the Times Square recruiting station and tried to enlist in the Army only to be turned away for being "too old". I told the recruiter I was only 50, but I could still shoot if they would just issue me a rifle and send me where the rest of those bastards were, although I'd have to skip Basic Training. He laughed and thanked me for stopping in. When reaching my apartment (subway shut down, no cabs available, only a 2 mile walk), I learned that my ARES group (Amateur Radio Emergency Service) was activated. I turned on my ham rigs and spent the next 5 days relaying emergency communications from and to first responders as most of their official frequencies were jammed with traffic. ARES provides them the ability to use ham repeaters when an emergency is declared, and licensed amateur operators who have undergone special training assist them by passing their communications to the appropriate authority. The sadness and horror of those days will remain with me forever. I'll be singing "God Bless America" at a sprint car race tonight. Never Forget!
 
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I was off work that day, and when I turned on the TV after I awoke, I see the pandemonium down by the twin towers. Thinking it was a drill (NYC did some emergency drills from time to time), I thought wow, they got a lot of people to participate in this. It was only after they switched quickly to the pentagon, that I knew this was no drill. This thought of a drill was only in my head for a few minutes, probably because I just awoke and also that it was something that came out of the blue and was hard to believe could ever happen here. I worked for a company that was headquartered in NYC and traveled into the City a few days later when the French President arrived. Traffic was a mess and large motorcades and police escorts made it even more difficult to get around.
My best friend and cousin worked in the towers at one time (fortunately they were not at this time). I'd take the PATH from Mid-Town to the tower basement and waited for my friend at a bar (Basements (or Cellars) of the Worlds ?). My friend and I went to Windows of the World to drink at the bar there one time as well. I visited my cousin's workplace, meeting up for a wedding, when she worked for "Cantor Fitzgerald" the view from the lobby of the Brooklyn Bridge was awesome. A co-worker's brother-in-law was working for Cantor that day, and was severely burnt transferring elevators to head up to the office floor. He and the Chairman (who took his child to school that day), I believe were the only ones that survived from Cantor that day. Many co-worker that worked in the city lost relatives who were first responders.
Another cousin work in the towers during the 1993 WTC bombing and fortunately was also OK.
I for one (like everyone else here), will never forget the day, the victims, the first resonders and the heroes both on the ground and in those planes that worked and dies that day. Along with all the people that cleared the skies, protected this country, and all Americans that came together, during those chaotic days that followed. I personally became a founding contributing member of the "Flight 93" memorial fund giving yearly to make that park a reality. I even received a flag that flew over the Memorial, and sometimes fly it on the September 11th anniversary.
Never Forget, Always Remember, another day that shall forever live in Infamy.
 
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