Good morning ladies. Every year at this time I feel a little bit humbled thinking back on how the world changed so much on 9/11. We learned that we are vulnerable when we were so sure we were 100% safe. We learned that our country is full of heroes. We learned for a time what it meant to be an American and how mad it made us when anyone hurt one, or thousands, of our people. We saw the Twin Towers fall over and over again on the news and each time it made us sad and angry.
Where were you on this fateful day? What do you remember about it as far as feelings and emotions?
I worked for Walmart Portrait studios as the studio manager. I only had my daughter, she was three years old and her daycare provider was my best friend. I had to leave for work at around 9 AM and for whatever reason I kept the radio off so I had no clue what was going on.
I get to work and a customer comes up to me and says "Did you hear about the bombing?" because at that moment there was a lot of confusion about what actually happened. I hadn't of course, but they gave me a vague idea of something terrible happening. Walmart had a bunch of TV's all around at the time that would constantly blare their commercials and management changed the TV's to the news.
Listening to the reports and watching the chaos made me feel cold inside, like a terror I couldn't really explain or understand. All I wanted to do was leave, go home and wrap my arms around my daughter. I called my mom, she worked at a base not terribly far from the Pentagon and they were on lock down. I called my best friend and told her to listen to the news. The other studios around me called and we talked about closing or staying open.
And then people really started to mobilize within like hours of this happening. I saw people come through with carts of bottled water, blankets and other things. They were going to travel north to help, either with the Red Cross or on their own. I mean this started before noon, people really jumped into action.
It was such an emotional day.