I was sitting behind my computer in the exact same spot where I am now.
My office faces the Hudson River and I am 20mins outside of NYC.
The radio sits on my desk. I heard the music stop and an announcer frantically stated that a plane just went into the World Trade Ctr. OMG
we all screamed.
My daughter was watching TV when the newscast came on. She called
me crying and it seemed like seconds she screamed again saying another
just crashed into the second tower! Now panic sets in. She's hysterical
and says Fran, her girfriend from college, works on the 12th fl of that bldg!
MY SIL was out of town and everyone was frantic thinking this is it.
When we realize it terrorist's I just wanted to get to my daughter and her
new baby girl, my granddaughter. I left work immediately, being told I will have to take a vacation day, like I cared! I had to cross a major bridge to get there and prayed across it. I figured if this was it I was going to go with my family. We were glued to the TV for days.
Her girlfriend Fran got out in time. Her husband waiting outside praying she
get's out. He worked in the first tower.
It's so hard to relive this nightmare every year but it will
never go away, never.
Crossing the bridge on the way home the tower's we're gone! I could always
see them crossing the bridge on a clear day. All I saw was black smoke for
miles.
Last edited by ARCHIE; 09-11-2008 at 09:30 AM.
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