clarabear
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So...I thought it would be nice with today being the 10th anniversary of 9-11 to reflect on where we were and what we were feeling.
*Disclaimer*
This is a feel good site. This is not a place to talk about your political views or status on the war. Thanks.
So...I'll start. My husband and I had our wedding in Tahoe on September 8. On September 10 we went to my grandma's house before heading to the coast for our honeymoon. On the 11th in the morning we kept hearing the phone ring early in the morning and so Derek and I were laying in bed chit chatting about silliness when my grandma finally came in to wake us up letting us know we had been attacked. At that time 3 of the 4 planes had already crashed. The plane in PA had not yet hit.
By the time we were woken up my aunt had been contacted who lived in DC but we were waiting to get ahold of my cousin who lived in NYC. Apparently he lived about 6 blocks from the towers. The lines were so clogged it was hard to get through. He watched the second tower get hit from his roof.
After that we began frantically trying to get ahold of Derek's command. We were on leave from Italy so we had no idea what to do. It ended up they just needed us to check in. Our friend Dave was trying to come to our wedding reception and was staying with a friend at the special forces compound. They weren't letting anyone onto the compound so he was just stuck in this barracks room for a few days. My poor in-laws got stuck in Reno from the wedding. My FIL bought a cane because that was the closest thing to a weapon he could carry.
I couldn't watch tv. It got me too upset. We had plans for a wedding reception the next weekend and I was so upset because there were no flags to be bought anywhere so I wasn't able to have one at the reception. I was patriotic before that day but after that my patriotism was rock solid.
I remember being so proud of my country and how everyone pulled together and were of one mind. God Bless America.
*Disclaimer*
This is a feel good site. This is not a place to talk about your political views or status on the war. Thanks.
So...I'll start. My husband and I had our wedding in Tahoe on September 8. On September 10 we went to my grandma's house before heading to the coast for our honeymoon. On the 11th in the morning we kept hearing the phone ring early in the morning and so Derek and I were laying in bed chit chatting about silliness when my grandma finally came in to wake us up letting us know we had been attacked. At that time 3 of the 4 planes had already crashed. The plane in PA had not yet hit.
By the time we were woken up my aunt had been contacted who lived in DC but we were waiting to get ahold of my cousin who lived in NYC. Apparently he lived about 6 blocks from the towers. The lines were so clogged it was hard to get through. He watched the second tower get hit from his roof.
After that we began frantically trying to get ahold of Derek's command. We were on leave from Italy so we had no idea what to do. It ended up they just needed us to check in. Our friend Dave was trying to come to our wedding reception and was staying with a friend at the special forces compound. They weren't letting anyone onto the compound so he was just stuck in this barracks room for a few days. My poor in-laws got stuck in Reno from the wedding. My FIL bought a cane because that was the closest thing to a weapon he could carry.
I couldn't watch tv. It got me too upset. We had plans for a wedding reception the next weekend and I was so upset because there were no flags to be bought anywhere so I wasn't able to have one at the reception. I was patriotic before that day but after that my patriotism was rock solid.
I remember being so proud of my country and how everyone pulled together and were of one mind. God Bless America.