Saturday, September 09, 2006

Five years down the road

How did your world change? What do you remember?


SonSon said...

I remember my mom calling to ask if I was watching the news. Prior to that, I'd had no idea.

I remember watching the second plane enter with absolute disbelief.

I remember a lot of tears. Being glued to the TV set for days.

I remember praying like I've never prayed before for survivors.

I remember anger at the person who used their cellphone to call and pretend to be a survivor trapped in the rubble.

I remember people standing in line for hours waiting to donate blood.

I remember like it was yesterday.

Karen said...

I was at work, preparing someone's meds at that moment, ears open for residents, catching the words of the TV down the hall.
What were those very first words? A plane has flown into...?
The shock at that- so many people; how could such an accident happen?
I moved on with the medicines, to the next door.
A second plane.
And America stood silent, breath caught, bracing itself, horrified with the realization this was no accident.
And then from everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, help went speeding in.

Karen said...

I remember hearing about the plane crashing in PA, the plane heading for the Pentagon, and wondering what else was coming, when it was going to stop.