This is one of those events that you remember exactly where you were when you heard the news. In my case, I was in the car on my way to school- I was in professional school at the time. The second plane hadn't hit yet, and I just assumed it was an accident...
By the time I got there, the second plane had hit...my professor tried to have class, but people were too worked up to concentrate. By the time class was over, we'd all heard about what had really happened.
I remember being glued to the television, but it was the proverbial trainwreck- I didn't really want to watch, but somehow I couldn't look away.
As a country, our heart was just broken...but it united us. People seemed nicer to each other. American flags seemed to appear everywhere...
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Originally Posted by allrevvedup
I went to the twin towers site a few years ago and it was moving and eerie at the same time.
Now when you go there people are trying to make a 'fast buck' by selling pictures of the towers.
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I was there last November; it's a bustling construction site now. A guy tried to sell me a book of pictures of the events; I told him I'd seen enough when it happened, I didn't need to be reminded.
I've been listening to this today:
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love...