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9/11 is a little more than 2 weeks away. Do you remember where you were?

I was in the middle of a meeting. A secretary came in and told us what had taken place. We all fell silent and we took a moment to pray. I then left and went home to be with my family and watch the events unfold on TV.
SethGreene531 · M Best Comment
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Ten minutes late, I rushed upstairs to an early morning lesson.
Arriving to find instructor and students in prayer, my desk mate explaining: A plane had crashed into the WTC. On a clear day over obstacles, in well controlled airspace; human error or mechanical failure were unlikely.

We sat, oblivious; reviewing course material. As Flight 93 impacted the North Tower.

Not until reaching the administration lobby did the sheer weight of what was unfolding come to bear. Faculty and staff stood shoulder to shoulder in hushed tones.
Watching the twin towers trail smoke on a central television.

Then a news recap, and studio replays resumed.
Addressing the nation, their backs turned to the harbor beyond, unaware.

Behind the anchor's desk, a flash of silver glint on the horizon slowly took form. Wings swept, a plummeting Phoenix grew in the view screen. To be reduced to ashes in a roar of angry red flame.

Its throat slit, fiery slag and molten glass spewed from the 85th floor of the North tower, onto day trippers in the plaza below.

Birds sang, the sky burned blue; all the while, New York was bleeding.



The first I'd seen of any impact, was well beyond my comprehension.
Students tried desperately to reach loved ones in the World Trade Center, only to get busy signals or an error message. Left sobbing, to be consoled by staff in a dim corner.

Under fighter escort, Air Force One touched down next store to us. Our region becoming central command for a nation under siege.
Although safely across the country, my world suddenly became very small. With everyone now a target, our chaos was just beginning.



The lobby murmured with the CNN live feed. All at once something changed -- dramatically.
I stood and watched the North Tower shift, then sway. Its antenna mast lingered -- hung in space; then relinquished, to a swirling plume 110 stories high. Dissolving into carnage below.
It was a scene out of fiction. Humbling, in its awesome ferocity. Defying conception or belief, the iron giants had been felled.


I'd born witness to the Pearl Harbor of our generation. Unable to assimilate its images as they unfolded in real time, what of their significance in my own life -- and years later on?

Today, the spectre of that beautiful Tuesday still haunts me.
I see the ribbon of smoke across the face of Manhattan; black, curling its way up Long Island Sound.
That in the hour of its greatest devastation, it wore like a funeral veil.


If ever it were more appropriate, we signed off that day as citizens, journalists, and first responders, bidding one another: "Goodnight, and good luck".

- Seth Greene



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Excerpt taken from - My Cathedral: In the House of Stone and Light. By Seth Greene 531 Chapter 7, pg. 52

[b]©[/b] Copyright 2021 Seth Greene 531. All Rights Reserved.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author.

My Cathedral: In the House of Stone and Light by Seth Greene 531
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First Edition 2021
OverTheHill · 56-60, M
@SethGreene531 Thank you for sharing your story. So well written.
@OverTheHill Thank you very much. And for sharing yours. We shall never forget.😔
@OverTheHill I appreciate the B.A, that was kind of you. Thanks.🙂

JustNik · 51-55, F
I always see the same picture in my head. We had a huge lovely office split up into homey little cubicles all in this soft warm cream color and the east and south walls were just rows of windows that went nearly floor to ceiling. It was such a beautiful morning. The windows faced a wooded area and the sun came through and the light was gold. When someone says 9/11, I see all that beautiful light coming through those windows as I stand there watching a crowd gather around the coworker who keeps a little radio on her desk. All huddled over in silence. Someone walking by speaks softly to me, tells me what’s happened. There’s no crying or manic rush to share the news. Just a hushed sort of numbness spreading from desk to desk and swallowing the peace and contentment of a beautiful morning.
4meAndyou · F
I first heard of it while buying coffee at Cumberland farms. The cashier told me of it, but I thought he meant a very small plane had flown into the tower.

As I drove to work south of Boston, I saw an enormous plane flying about 400 feet from the ground, so low over the highway that I began to freak out, I could feel all the blood leave my face, and just a moment before, on the news I heard that the Pentagon had been attacked.

My son was working in the Hancock tower in Boston, and we did not know if ALL towers would be under attack at that time. I got in to work, and I started to cry.
akindheart · 61-69, F
i was at work. i didn't feel well but i had some important jobs to run. i was sitting in my cube not realizingthe importance of what was going on. i wanted to go home to bed.
hunkalove · 61-69, M
I was getting ready for work and watching the Today Show. I always channel-surfed during commercials and when I got back one of the Trade Center buildings was on fire. I thought it was a movie trailer, a cheap shot from a helicopter, but Matt and Katie were talking about when a plane accidentally crashed into the Empire State Building in the 1940s. Then I saw the second plane hit.
InHeaven · F
Yes, I was supposed to die there but miracle...
Senecaa · 70-79, M
@InHeaven was fate that you didnt
InHeaven · F
That morning was nuts. Some other powers intervened @Senecaa I was going to college one block away and my professor told me “if you do not show up in class on September 11 at 8 am, I will drop you from my class. You must absolutely be in class!!”. And our campus closed till The end of October it was a fire station for fire fighters. It was a Public Speaking Class, my turn to do my speech that day
mikeylyksit · 41-45, M
I was on Cape Cod, on a business trip. Was getting ready to drive back home. Coworker came running out to my truck to tell me what was happening. Only, what he was saying didn't make sense. I couldn't process it. Spent the next few hours listening to the radio while I was driving. Strange fricking day indeed. Airplanes as weapons of terror. Loaded passenger airplanes.
crimsoncloves · 31-35, F
I was in the middle of grade school art class and was pulled out and driven home by my very panicked mom. I ended up spending the rest of the day parked in front of the news as she made phone call after phone call to her sisters to try to keep herself from spiraling into a worse anxiety attack.
Senecaa · 70-79, M
I was watching the lunchtime news with my wife n saw it being reported on here in the UK which was around 1pm. Was shock n horror as couldn't believe what was happening as the planes struck the twin towers.
AnarchoMetalchic · 36-40
I was sitting in my senior year Home Ec class, when a teacher came running in to tell us what had happened.
MaliaAgain · 36-40, F
Getting ready for school. 9th grade
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