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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 2:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 3:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 4:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 10:29 pm
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okay, so I know this is gonna sound a little mean of me, but honestly, when I first saw footage of it, I was more "OH DAMN!!! hehehehe...... awesome......" than anything.
first heard about it from a very political guy I knew in school when he was rambling on about "lets watch the news! I wanna see when they decide to target the pentagon too!!!" And honestly, I gotta admit, I wanted to see it too.......
I live here in the middle of Missouri, and so I basically knew there was little to no chance we was gonna be any sort of targets..... and if so, it'd be in st louis, kansas city, or jefferson city, none of which am i anywhere near...... So I just sort of enjoyed the chaos of it all until I got tired of hearing about it........
unfortunatly, every TV everywhere I went for the next few months was tuned into 24 hour CNN coverage on the tower and the war soon after...........
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 9:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 6:27 am
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The day it happened, I was living in Dearborn, Michigan, and I was in 7th grade. Normally I would not have mentioned the city I was living in, but for anyone that followed the news heavily around this time, you would know that that particular city is comprised of 75%-80% people of the Muslim nature. That fact alone did not bother me one bit, but..shortly after the news came around, a lot of people were on the streets dancing in celebration. THAT did bother me.
Anyway. I didn't go to school that morning, my mother was afraid to send me just because of the amount of Muslim kids I went to school with. I thought that was ridiculous, but hey, free day off school.
What I didn't know on that particular morning was that one of my best friends had taken an earlier flight than what was planned from California. The flight that he was on just happened to be American Airlines, flight 11. That was the first plane that crashed into the WTC. I was absolutely devastated, and it still hurts to think about it now.
Now it's seven years down the line, and everytime September 11th happens to roll around, I find myself just wishing that people would quit bringing it back up. I went through the pain of losing someone I loved dearly already, and while I will always feel some sort of pain for that, I don't like having that wound reopened every year. I treat 9/11 just like any other day now, while still keeping my friend's memory fresh on my mind.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 10:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 6:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 6:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 3:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 9:02 pm
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Well, I remember it pretty well. I was a junior in high school (god, I think this is the first time I've felt like and old fart sitting in a rocker telling stories. THANKS! lol). I went to a private baptist school so we had chapel everyother day and that just happened to be a chapel day. It was pretty well known that our principal was nuts, he used to stand up and cry about things like bent chairs and how we were terrible for not respecting God's school and how could we possible bend the chairs and all sorts of crap (his smiles always looked plastic to me, but I digress). I remember sitting in chapel doodling and pretending I was taking notes on the sermon when the prncipal (mr.Nobles, we always called him "no balls") came running up to the stage crying like he just watched his kids being murdered and told us that the twin towers had just been hit by planes and collapsed and I though "Holy crap, No Balls finally lost it!" I really thought he had just finally gone psychotic. I was really shocked to walk into my next class (English Lit, we were reading the Scarlet Letter at the time) and see the TV on a new program replaying pictures of the towers falling over and over agian. Every class was like that the rest of the day, all the students buzing around the classrooms intermingling with all the different grades because we could'nt peel ourselves away from the news and ghetto rigging bunnyears out of pilfered aluminum foil (thanks to the caffeteria) so we could getgood reception. The only class that wasn't like that was Biology. I remember hating that the teacher was such a hardass that day even though she was one of my favorite teachers for the simple fact that she never played favorites, the class went on as though nothing had happened at all. Today I realize how important that single shred of normalcy had been, at least to me, and I'm glad she did things the way she did. It got our minds off of the insanity and uncertianty for 45 minutes. I do remember being very upset that I could no longer backpack europe with my Uncle as my graduation gift the next year when I graduated because my mom was so scared something horrible would happen to me. I saved for that trip for 3 years and it was all ruined by a bunch of people in planes. I also remember being really angry when I found out all the magnetic bumperstickers that everyone started putting on thier cars were all made in China and that the troops they said to support weren't getting anything from them, sparking the bumpersticker thievery amoungst my friends and I that lasted well after the whole incident. I certianly wasn't directly affected by the tragedy, and for that I am so grateful. I will never forget the day though. I have a feeling that even if I go completely senile I will always remember that day with clarity. It's like your generation's pearl harbor.
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