I still remember that Tuesdsy morning. I will never forget it. May God bless all those of have perished that day and may he bless all of those who have answered thr call since then. Those who have defended our nation and our people.
Those who have sacrificed and given all.
Those have have returned home, broken.
May God bless us all.
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Brother to brother.
My now ex wife, then girlfriend was an American Airlines flight attendant. I picked her up that morning at DFW. She flew in from Boston on a redeye flight that left the same terminal that Muhammad Atta left on Flight 11 shortly after her from.
After I picked her up we went to her APT next to the airport and went to sleep. We had just started to nod off. When the phone rang. She got out of bed. I said let them leave a message. She said what if it’s important. I said to my self, it’s never important. She started saying WHAT OH MY GOD! I thought oh crap someone died. I said what is it! She said quick tun on the TV. My mom said an American flight has been hijacked. I thought Holy crap, NO WAY.
I turned on the TV to see an Anchorman standing with the World Trade Centers behind him and smoke billowing from one of the buildings. He was talking about a airplane had hit the World Trade Center. Oddly the Anchorman didn’t seem to know what size plane for sure. When a few minutes later when the second plane came streaking in and struck the other Tower. It was surreal.
Had just backed up to a warehouse dock in Westboro NC. The local radio said at first “a small Cessna has apparently collided with the WTC”. Took awhile it seems for the news, on radio at least, to catch up with the goings on. It was 4 days later before I could get to a tv to actually see it for myself.
Crazy stuff. Fighter pilot was ordered to ram Flight 93.
It took that day for me to understand the people who could never forgive the Japanese for Pearl Harbor.
It does NOT seem like 21 years ago. I can still remember my wife calling me and telling me to turn on the tv. I was still doing morning routines and hadn’t checked to computer yet or watched any tv. I think I watched the tv for an entire month after that day.
I remember pulling a rifle and loading 10 mags and some other stuff. Didn’t know what was coming next.
Geeze, what kind of shitheads authorize a launch to intercept but don’t authorize any kind of weaponry.
Hard to believe if 9/11 was a kid born on that day he/she can legally drink now.
They weren’t loaded. The aircraft were sent to get eyes on the unresponsive aircraft and it was after they were airborne that it became clear it was a terrorist attack. There was also further implications of shooting down an airliner with civilians onboard.
We had Soldiers and Marines fighting in Afghanistan that were born after 9/11 happened.
In that case, they shouldn’t have been waiting around for approval to launch. I mean, I get it, just f’ing retarded if you ask me. Also don’t see a huge distinction between shooting a commercial airliner down and asking a pilot to ram it with their jet.
I thought that the modern fighters needed the gun rounds for weight and balance, or were there dummy rounds loaded…
Lot’s of lessons from that day. The one that I always come back to is that AQ sent their best- the most skilled and heartless killers who trained for years and knew that this was their one and only mission. And by the time it came to FLT93, and the passengers were aware of the new reality- they got inside the OODA loop of AQs best. A pick-up team of United Airlines Mileage Plus Frequent flier members handed those goat ****ers their asses. The 300? The Alamo? They have nothing on what the heroes on FLt93 did.
This right here. All day long.
There were hundreds of hopeful candidates. Muslims men here in the United States taking flight lessons. Racing to get to the flight training level of being proficient in flying 757 and 767 aircrafts.
If ever there was a group of underdogs I WISH could have prevailed, it should have been them.
I also wish the CIA and FBI had been more focused on the many intelligence opportunities that existed, that might have prevented this instead of looking into whatever group had been deemed racist that week by the SPLC.
I also remember when I learned of the complete event of Flight 93, I arrived at “passengers should be allowed to board and carry live firearms IF they have a CCW.” The creation of TSA and a plan to “more completely disarm passengers” was shocking to me as their solution to 9-11.
One person with a real weapon could have taken back the plane. They had the will, they just weren’t allowed to have the stuff.
I remember driving to work that morning listening to the Mark and Brian show. Their tone was different from their usual joviality, and I could tell something really bad was happening. At the time I was working a temp job at the distribution center for a large online retailer, and when I got there all the TVs were turned on to the news. Seeing the images on all those TVs was surreal. I called my dad and told him what happened, and to turn on the news. That day the city of Portland took on a somber demeanor not seen since. When I got home that night, I helped my dad put up our flag on the outside column of our house. Several of our neighbors had done the same.
I was 19 and supposed to go to boot camp on the 13th or 14th. My dad woke me up and I saw the second plane hit. I remember telling him “well my 4 may be more interesting then I thought”. Because of the Airline shut down we didn’t get to MCRD San Diego tell the 17th. While waiting in Seattle to fly out I remember my parents coming down and we went over to the Seattle Center and the main fountain had been turned into a huge makeshift memorial with lots of flowers, letters and pictures of people everywhere. It was very moving. I also remember how quite the sky’s got. Living between Seattle and Everett we had lots of commercial birds. Within a few hours it was quite except for the occasional scream of F15’s out of Portland and F18’s and 14’s out of Oak Harbor.
I will never forget or forgive either, I was service manager at a yamaha dealership when it happened. The owner came back and told us to stop what we were doing and come up front to see the TV, I was shocked.
Within a half hour the brand new murphys gas station across the road was completely packed with cars in line for a good bit outside the lot, and to think all three of my kids were born after 2001. Crazy
was working at a ski resort in sw Colorado on the brush crew. was waiting for the final member of the crew to show up so we could go to work on the hill. when he showed up he just went straight to the tv and switched it on, we stood and watched the news feed for about 10 minutes before I finally said let’s go to work. about 4 days later while on break was watching the sky as Purgatory was a busy flight route for military training flights. there had been no air traffic since the 11th then I spot a lone KC-135 refueling a lone B-1 way above the typical altitude that training flights would do. they covered the line of sight that I had in less than a minute my guesstimate would be 10 miles so they KC had all it’s hamster’s on maximum
I remember the lack of planes, but when you did see a plane or contrails, you knew it was someone, going somewhere, to do something…
I had retired from the Army in May and was Teaching HS that day.
My first and only thought was that I had to get back in to the Military.