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I was at work, someone said one of the Tradecenters was on fire. I grabbed a TV and me and my staff all watched the rest. Funny thing was, My partner kbew I was in the Military way back, and 3 months prior he asked me who would ever mess with the USA. He said we were the greatest Superpower. Communism had fallen in Russia and we were invincible. I thought for about 10 seconds and said China could at 1Billion strong. But the world would never accept. But Islamic terrorist were probably the ones would mess with us. He said "How so.." I said a strategic stike to the Manhattan (Wall Street) the Penatgon and the whitehouse would relly f#@K us up. I thought the would use bombs though. He turned to me at the end of the day on 9/11 and said "you called that one right!" I had forgotten I said that to him until he reminded me. God Bless the victim's families. Support the war on Terror.
Both my brother and sister lived in Manhattan at the time. We couldn't get hold of them for the longest time. My brother was supposed to be in a meeting in one of the towers that morning, but the meeting was pushed back.
As for me, I was in the middle of moving my family from San Francisco to Seattle. My wife and kids were already up there, and I was packing up all the crap the movers wouldn't move. I spent the night at a friends house, and the next morning I awoke to 9/11. All I could do was start driving. I didn't know what the fuck to expect on the road. All I had was a black jack and a hunting knife lol. Whatever...all I knew was that I needed to be with my family as quickly as possible. It was very eerie on the road by myself. Hardly anyone on the interstates. I remember stopping along the Oregon coast and watching the sun set over the Pacific with a few other random people that were caught out on the road like me. We all shared knowing glances with each other, like "i don't know your name, but you are my brother." It was both incredibly beautiful and incredibly sad at the same time. Like saying good bye to an old friend that you know you'll never see again. The sun was setting on a world that would never be the same again...
I was at home getting ready for work. I usually have the TV on while I am getting ready for work but for some reason I didn't that morning. My mother called me and said I had better turn the TV on that terrorists had flown planes into the World Trade Center. My first thought was they flew small planes like a Cessna untill they started describing it and started replaying the Video of the second plane. Then they told us smoke was coming from the Pentagon and you knew it was the same situation as the Towers.
There were so many thoughts running through my head. Are we gonna be fighting in the streets with these fuckers? How well organized is this attack? How much more can we expect? Who is behind all this? Is it Iraq? Is it China in retaliation for the plane collision that happened back in April 2004?
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