The September 11th Rememberance Thread
On September 11, 2001 a group of 19 hijackers boarded planes. This set in motion a series of events that will mark this day forever, the beginning of a terrorist attack that murdered 2,974 people.
On that morning, terrorists affiliated with al-Qaeda hijacked four commercial passenger jet airliners. The hijackers intentionally crashed two of the airliners into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York City, killing everyone on board and many others working in the buildings.
Within two hours, both towers had collapsed, destroying several other buildings and killing thousands of innocent people. A short time later, the hijackers crashed a third airliner into the Pentagon. A fourth plane crashed into a field near Shanksville, Pennsylvania, after some of its passengers and flight crew attempted to retake control of the plane, which the hijackers had redirected toward Washington, D.C.
Many of us lost friends or relatives or knew someone that did. My story is about Gregory Sikorsky. He was a NYC Firefighter and a friend of a friend. Greg was part of Engine Co. 46, assigned to Squad 41 Rescue Co.
I remember the day well, I had just walked into my 2nd block "American Government" class. Mr. Conrad had CNN playing on one of the televisions in his room. At this point, it was thought that the impact was an accident. I set down and began to watch the television. Moments later, the second plane impacted the adjacent tower. I realized in an instant that American was being attacked and that innocent people were dying before my eyes. At this point, the closest I had been to death was being near a great grandparent that had died of Cancer.
Seeing thousands of people murdered before your eyes changes you forever.
I remember thinking "the tower looks like its leaning". After a few minutes, it collapsed. The second tower fell shortly afterward. I was so shocked that I was speechless. My spirit was on fire.
In the days after 9/11, I watched my country rise from the ashes and become something greater than it had ever been. American seemed unified for once. Nearly every house displayed a flag. I had never been more proud of my nation. After all these years, I thank the military and the solders that have died to prevent another 9/11 even if the war was essentially misguided.
Today, so many of us will go to work or school or dinner without giving the day a second thought. What has happened to us? Why are we no longer as united as we became on that day? In memory of those who died, I ask the simple question "Where were you on September 11, 2001?".
"Lets Roll"
On September 11, 2001 a group of 19 hijackers boarded planes. This set in motion a series of events that will mark this day forever, the beginning of a terrorist attack that murdered 2,974 people.
On that morning, terrorists affiliated with al-Qaeda hijacked four commercial passenger jet airliners. The hijackers intentionally crashed two of the airliners into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York City, killing everyone on board and many others working in the buildings.
Within two hours, both towers had collapsed, destroying several other buildings and killing thousands of innocent people. A short time later, the hijackers crashed a third airliner into the Pentagon. A fourth plane crashed into a field near Shanksville, Pennsylvania, after some of its passengers and flight crew attempted to retake control of the plane, which the hijackers had redirected toward Washington, D.C.
Many of us lost friends or relatives or knew someone that did. My story is about Gregory Sikorsky. He was a NYC Firefighter and a friend of a friend. Greg was part of Engine Co. 46, assigned to Squad 41 Rescue Co.
I remember the day well, I had just walked into my 2nd block "American Government" class. Mr. Conrad had CNN playing on one of the televisions in his room. At this point, it was thought that the impact was an accident. I set down and began to watch the television. Moments later, the second plane impacted the adjacent tower. I realized in an instant that American was being attacked and that innocent people were dying before my eyes. At this point, the closest I had been to death was being near a great grandparent that had died of Cancer.
Seeing thousands of people murdered before your eyes changes you forever.
I remember thinking "the tower looks like its leaning". After a few minutes, it collapsed. The second tower fell shortly afterward. I was so shocked that I was speechless. My spirit was on fire.
In the days after 9/11, I watched my country rise from the ashes and become something greater than it had ever been. American seemed unified for once. Nearly every house displayed a flag. I had never been more proud of my nation. After all these years, I thank the military and the solders that have died to prevent another 9/11 even if the war was essentially misguided.
Today, so many of us will go to work or school or dinner without giving the day a second thought. What has happened to us? Why are we no longer as united as we became on that day? In memory of those who died, I ask the simple question "Where were you on September 11, 2001?".
"Lets Roll"
