Today is September 11, 2015. Today marks the anniversary of an historical attack on U.S. soil that took place 14 years ago. It’s a day I will never forget.; just like those who remember Pearl Harbor, the Berlin Wall crumbling, etc.
I live on the West Coast now and was living here during the attacks. However, my home state is New York. I remember heading to class that morning where it was discussed. That didn’t prepare me for walking into work later that morning. I was the only New Yorker in the office. I shared a cubicle with a supervisor, who had her radio on and we were hanging onto every word that was aired.
No less than 30 people came up to me to check on me and my family. I was blessed to grow up a couple hours outside of New York City. My family was safe. I did call my mother. New York was a mess. The phones were ringing off the hook. It was hard communicating with anyone inside NY City at the time. I received an update that my childhood best friend, her sister and her mother had moved to NY City. My friend worked in the North Tower. She made it out safely. I wouldn’t know that information until hours later. I too, had to sit and wait for an update, like everyone else.
I didn’t make it work for more than hour. The amount of people checking in on me, was making me physically ill. Their concern was appreciated, but knowing I waiting to hear if my friend was alive or dead was just too much. I left work in tears; I had to go home.
So, as Alan Jackson sang, “Where were you when the world stopped turning”? Please feel free to share your memory.
I will never forget!