Do you remember where you were on the morning of September 11? I do. 9/11 will forever be one of those moments in time that you never forget where you were or how you felt.
I was barely a full time employee. Coming into work just after 8:30, I would stop in the newsroom to see what was making news, and looking for things to talk about. Chatting with co-workers about trivial things. An average day. I worked for our sister station at the time. It was a typical day. Busy in the newsroom. And then a plane hit a tower in New York and everybody gathered around a small black and white tv.
Conversation went from “how could that happen” to the shock and horror as the truth of the events unfolded. It wasn’t just a small plane, or a pilot that lost control. It wasn’t an accident at all.
And then it happened again. Another plane. Thoughts of “what the hell is going on?” There was no making sense of any of it. I remember thinking “it’s like a movie – this can’t be real life”
And then the towers collapsed. All I could think of was the people. All those people.
It was unreal to see what was happening. It was unreal to see the devastation. It was unreal to even think of this as real life. Then more planes. More deaths. It felt like it was never going to end. A horrible nightmare.
As the minutes turned to hours and even days, there was so much heavy heartedness. So much anger and emotion. I couldn’t take my eyes off the images of what was coming out of it.
So many lives lost. So much sadness. Innocent people. Regular people. An average day for so many people. Never to be average again.
There’s one story that popped up on my newsfeed today that has stuck with me all day. The story of Falling Man. The man who fell from the towers. Jumped to save his life? It was a picture like no other. “It’s a very quiet photograph….. there’s no blood, nobody getting shot … but people react to it in a way that. they feel that they can relate… they might have been in this same situation and might have had to make the same choice”.
Heartbreaking. My heart goes out to all left behind. To all who were touched by it, who were there, who survived. My heart goes out to you all.
Read the full story HERE from Time.