I had just woken up out of bed on the morning of September 11, 2001 and turned the television on. I was rubbing my eyes and trying to get the grogginess out of my head. I saw, what I would learn a few minutes later, as the first tower in the attack was on fire and for a moment I thought that the movie The Towering Inferno was on television, so I went into the kitchen to make my morning coffee. As I growled at the pot for not brewing fast enough, it suddenly hit me like a drunken redneck on nickel beer night at the Oasis Bar and Grill. I don’t have any movie stations on my television. I ran back into the living room and watched the television intently to see what was going on. I still had not heard that a plane flew into the building and thought it was just a fire and would be put out eventually. Then I saw it. It was an airplane flying and thought to myself that it was awfully close to the twin towers. I then said, out loud to no one, “Son of an unnamed goat”, not in those exact words but you get the idea. The plane had disappeared and the other tower exploded in a huge fireball. “What the heck is going on here?” I was as confused as everyone else at this point and I sat transfixed to the television for the next couple of hours with my coffee pot brewing away in the kitchen.
It was later on that day that I had heard that there was also an attack on the Pentagon in Washington D.C. and another airliner had crashed in a field in a place called Shanksville, Pennsylvania. The people on this plane are some of the heroes I am talking about. No one knows for sure where this plane was heading. Some say it was the White House and some say it was the Capitol building in Washington D.C. but we all know now that the passengers on that plane, United Flight 93, were taking their destiny into their own hands and stopped the terrorists. Yes, they crashed and everyone unfortunately perished but by doing this, they became heroes as they saved a number of countless lives from being lost and I have to believe that there is a special place in Heaven for these people.
New York City firemen lost their lives as did New York City policemen when they arrived at the horrific scene in lower Manhattan. People who were not policemen or firemen and were trying to help lost their lives as well and of course the civilians who went to their mundane jobs in the World Trade Center, well, they lost their lives as well.
September 11, 2001 was a very sad day for thousands of families and friends and for people who watched these events unfold on this black day in our history.
Do you remember what you were doing when you first heard about this tragic day? A day that I, along with millions of other people, will NEVER FORGET.