I had the day off from work so I was sleeping in that morning. All of a sudden my dad bursts into my room yelling "WE'RE BEING ATTACKED!! GET UP!!!"
I LITERALLY jump out of bed, grab a bat I keep in my room and go running upstairs read to swing it over some peoples heads like there's no tomorrow only for my dad to point at the TV and say to watch it.
I had been employed as a Tool & Die Maker in an Easthampton, MA machine shop on the morning of Sept. 11th. Around mid-morning, a fellow worker who had a radio in his work area told me that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. From the way he described it, the incident sounded like an accident involving a small plane that had deviated from its flight path.
About half an hour later he came back to my corner to tell me that another plane had crashed into the second WTC tower. This time I went to his work area and listened to the radio coverage of the incident. By then, the station's regularly scheduled programs had been cancelled so that news coverage of the attack could continue uninterrupted. Soon afterwards, we were all told to go home so that we could follow the news on TV.
I got home around noon. Every TV station was reporting live on the situations in New York and Washington. I kept switching between news stations for the next six hours, trying to get the most detailed coverage of the afternoon's reports. All the while, I had my VCR taping continuously. By 6:00 p.m. I had had enough and switched off the TV. A great depression had come over me. A few months later I destroyed all the tapes I had recorded, deciding that they'd be too depressing to watch.
I was still asleep. (I live on the West Coast...3-hr time difference) A friend who is more of a TV news junkie than I am called and just said, "Turn on the news!" and hung up. So I turned on the local NBC station, and they were showing replays of various tapes of the obscenity. By that time they had some idea of who had done it, and all I could think was, "They used planes full of passengers as bombs?!? Unspeakable!"
Actually, I think it took days or weeks to grasp the horror completely. If I ever did.
One of the best comments I saw was a photograph of both Towers engulfed in smoke, with a caption that read, "A Faith-Based Initiative"
PS: I was thoroughly disgusted with all the flag-waving that went on afterward...especially the car-window flags that I saw all over town. And all the "foreign" shopkeepers felt it was necessary to put "God Bless America" stickers on their doors and windows to keep from being vandalized by "Real Amurricanz.". That was depressing.
A lot of so-called patriots behaved abominably.