This coming Sunday marks the 10th anniversary of the tragic day that shook the U.S., and eventually put fear of terrorism around the world.

Where were you on that fateful day?

I was 9, but I remember clearly getting up for school and the news was showing the second tower that got hit up in smoke, then i remember coming home from school and watching one of the towers collapse live (I think it was the second one)

I know I was young but I was into anything electronic so I knew my way around TV's :tongue:

Now I am asking a simple question, so NO POLITICS PLEASE!






You know what happens when there's three strikes, people!

I was 8 and watched in on the news while eating breakfast. It was terrible. Later went to school and did nothing the whole day.

I was at school, and all I remember was my teacher who's brother was a first responder getting really panicked and all of us wondering what in the world was going down. When I truly understand the significance of my teacher's emotion a few years later I cried, she was a great teacher, didn't deserve that to happen to her.

9/11/01

Late for work.

I was in 6th grade. Still as unaffected by it now as I was then >_>

(Don't spark crap with me people, my apathy is not the end of the world)

I was in my highrise condo that I'd just moved into in Chicago sitting on a roll of carpeting because I hadn't moved my furniture in yet. I was in-between jobs at the time. My girlfriend called from work and told me to turn on the TV because crazy stuff was happening. It was really creepy at first...nobody knew what was going to happen next. They started evacuating buildings all over the city just in case other attacks were coming, and there I was in a 40 story building watching the WTC collapse on live TV.

Anyone here that lived in NYC back then?

In school, I was too young to really wrap my mind around the situation. Think it was maybe third grade.

I was too young as well to realize the horror. When I saw the live footage of the WTC, the only thing going through my mind was "Tower. Smoke. Breaking News."

That's probably good. For a while I was thinking, "crap...apocamalypse..."

I was 10 at the time. Woke up one morning for school to see footage of the attack on television. To be honest because I was so young and didnt understand what was going on at the time I was more annoyed about missing my morning cartoons than anything.

Interestingly in a US History course I did last semester when asked this question most of the class responded in the same way. "Woke up, annoyed at no cartoons, didnt realise what had actually happened until later".

I was 11 at the time, and woke up to it that morning, with my mom freaking out. I didn't understand why it was such a big deal, because I'd never even heard of the twin towers before.

I was at my company's training center in Leesburg, VA. Shortly after the first plane hit, someone came in and told us about it so we went out to the break area and watched CNN, wondering how some damn fool pilot could fly in to something that big. Our instructor came out and chased us back into class and not more than a few minutes went by until we got word of the second plane. That was the end of class for the day, and the end of wondering how a damn fool pilot could hit something that big.

There was a fairly large group of US Army colonels and lieutenant colonels on site for a meeting of some sort and they were all gone shortly after.

I drove home to NY that Friday night and back down on Sunday afternoon. It was a tough drive. I stopped at Liberty State Park in Jersey City, NJ for a while, watching the smoke across the Hudson River.

I was 10, in Lubbock, Texas, and in the middle of my computer class. I had just moved to the US so my English wasn't all that great (and they didn't show us a lot), so I didn't have much idea of what was going on or why it was important. Truth be told, 911 is associated in my mind with Kurt Khulman's birthday more than it is with the fall of the towers (because I had no personal investment in them, and [issues I'm not going to get into because of politics]).

I was in second grade, preparing to go to school. I didnt really understand the full effect of what happened. I was in Washinton state at the time.

I bet seeing the chaos in person but in a distance was sure something else

Pretty crazy since two weeks before 9/11, my sister and I took a picture with the WTC in the background.

In a similiar note, you know it's funny even when the tragedy doesnt mean anything to you in any regards, the day seems to stick with you. It's interesting how something so major as deemed by the masses can be memorized in your head. Anywho, just chiming in how odd it is that day is even imprinted when some of us were so much younger.

I was working for an entertainment company that was worried they would be targeted, so they sent us home for the day.

I honestly don't even remember. I was like 6 at the time though.

I was 7, and it was on the news before I went to school. All I really remember was the smoke from the tower. Being so young, and not knowing what was happening, I probably thought it was a movie.

What is sort of scary is I went to New York in late August, about two weeks before it happened. On the boat back from the Statue of Liberty, I asked by mom to take a picture of the big buildings at the bottom of the city.

I agree, especially when a lot of us that remember clearly were so young too

I was sleeping.

Regardless of where you're from or how you feel about the politics involved, thousands of civilians died all at once in a major city, without warning, at their jobs, in a disaster caused by someone on purpose. That's scary and sad. :shrug: I mean, unless you think they somehow deserved it because of who they did or didn't vote for.

31 years old at the time. I had just broken up with my GF about a month earlier and was trying to sleep off a drunk before I had to go into work that day (3-11pm). But as fate would have it, I was awakened by a friend of mine pounding on my door demanding that I let him in and use the phone. He has a sister who works for the NYPD (she wasn't there at the time).

As hungover as I was that day, I had no clue as to what was going on, it was 11am and I was really ticked off that he came pounding on my door like that...and then I turned on the tv and saw for myself what had taken place while my dumb ass was passed out cold.

I seem to remember lots and lots of rumors about what happened that day and who was responsible. I remember watching the news channels for days on end and seeing the nonstop footage of what happened then. Some of the film footage from average folks like us were some of the most powerful images I remember seeing from 9-11...aside from those people who have now become known as the jumpers. I'll never forget watching them do that. I couldn't possibly imagine what those people were going through to consider doing something that drastic.