5 Years After

Please feel free to use this as an open thread- any thoughts, feelings or stories you’d like to share, be my guest.

Please take a moment today to remember those that were lost on a bright September morning five years ago today.

9 Comments so far

  1. spudart (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 10:56 am

    That was one scary day. I was working in the Tribune Tower that day.

  2. nikkos (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 11:00 am

    At the time, I had been laid-off. So when the planes hit, I was sitting in my living room watching TV. At the time, I had a greatv view of the Chicago skyline. I remember sitting there, wondering if a plane would hit the Hancock or Sears Tower. I was waiting with my boots on in the event that I would need to help dig people out of the rubble.

  3. Dave! (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 11:12 am

    I was working from home that day (and as I always do) I actually had CNN on TV…

    And after 5 years, I still get a lump in my throat and my eyes well with tears when I see images or hear the sounds of that day.

  4. Artemis (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 11:30 am

    I was still at home when the first plane hit, running late for work (as usual). I worked in the Daley Center then, so I was calling there to see if I should still go downtown or if the building was being shut down. The building was shut down, and I stayed home all day on my couch, crying, glued to the television reports, and talking on the phone to all my loved ones the way you do when you just want to know that everyone you care about is just there in the world. It took at least a couple of days to ascertain that the few people I knew in New York were alright, and they were, thankfully. My mum didn’t want me to go back to work the next day, afraid that Chicago government buildings would be next. But I and everyone else went back, and then cried again at the memorial downtown later that week.

  5. steven (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 11:30 am

    I was here at work, watching it all unfold downstairs in our media center…along with countless other coworkers.

    Every time 9/11 pops up, I’m waiting for somthing to happen. I guess watching “Line to 9/11” last night didnt help. But it’s damn scary, knowing these guys are out there, always planning the next attack. That freaks me out sometimes. Not to the point where I’ll change anything in my life, but just the thought of it…

  6. Ben (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 11:46 am

    I was in a Business Communications class. My father was on a flight back from Saudi Arabia through NY, which was diverted to Canada. A very, very tense day for my family.

  7. nikkos (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 3:26 pm

    Thank you all for your thoughts and comments. It’s been a long five years.

  8. pk (unregistered) on September 11th, 2006 @ 5:58 pm

    i actually ignored it completely at first, because my then-roommate was an action film buff. ia ctually saw him starign, engrossed, at CNN as i left for work, and thoguht he was wacthing die hard or something.

    when i got to the office, everyone was in complete shock. some of us were trying to pretend things would be kind of normal if we did normal things. didn’t work. we all left.

    in gridlock at milwaukee and division, i called my boyfriend in florida, then spent the rest of the afternoon trying to get a line into new york. everyone was alive and well, if not frightened to have to walk back to brooklyn.

    i’m just gonna copy the rest of this from my own site, transcribed the following year:

    after stabbing the redial button at least fifty times, i finally got a clear line into brooklyn.

    “whew. you’re there.”

    “yup. covered in dust, too. how are you feeling?”

    “not sexy. are you okay?”

    “i’m fine, honey. actually, this is kind of a relief.”

    “how do you mean?”

    “it’s fashion week, dear. i was helping with the lauren show and we were short about twenty-five seats in the front row, so my cellphone’s been ringing off the fucking hook with calls from photographers, grade-z celebrities, society fossils, and writers. all with bruised egos because they couldn’t be assured a seat. i mean, really. the collection sucks anyway, so why care?”

    “anyway. i was setting up; the show was supposed to be tonight. i’d been there since six in the morning, and then kablooie. no more trade center. and no more lauren show. but i got a really lovely walk across the bridge, which i hadn’t done yet. so that was nice. and i’ve showered twice but i still can’t get all the dust out of my ears. i was thinking about having a drink. do you think martinis would be considered outrĂ© at the onset of a national tragedy?”

    “not at all. ching ching.”

    i lost my job a little over a month after the attacks.

  9. nikkos (unregistered) on September 12th, 2006 @ 9:10 am

    Thanks PK- as you may or may not remember, I was laid off about a month prior to 9/11 myself, so I can certainly empathize. I remember feeling particularly adrift- country under attack, uncertain future, not even a job to go to. Seems like a different lifetime.

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