9/11, where were you that day?

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Not necessarily. I've heard stories of the NY constabulary hassling out of state gun owners, even when they didn't have any firearms with them. Makes me wary - and with everything that's going on in the world right now, I'm not sure I want to travel anywhere without a firearm.
 
Not necessarily. I've heard stories of the NY constabulary hassling out of state gun owners, even when they didn't have any firearms with them. Makes me wary - and with everything that's going on in the world right now, I'm not sure I want to travel anywhere without a firearm.
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I had that same ride. I read English books in my hour. But I'm old and we watched the Challenger explosion in high school.
 
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I'm currently working a military exercise over a few weeks, today I grabbed a young airmen & sat him in my truck to scribe paperwork for me since he wasn't doing much else. In every spreadsheet block that required a date I made him write "NEVER FORGET!!!!", and at one point I said "airman, where were you on 9/11?"

He said "I was two months old."

I told him I wish I hadn't asked because I all of a sudden feel like an old fuck.

As for me, I hadn't joined the service yet. I was fixing cars at a Toyota dealership in Fairfax, VA. I remember seeing all the firetrucks heading east to D.C. when the Pentagon got hit. We watched the second tower get hit in the customer lounge.

At about noon I realized I had a customer's truck still on the lift for minor service after several hours so I rushed into the lounge to apologize. I remember this dude just sitting there glued to the TV, he said something like "whatever man, it doesn't even matter right now."

I joined the USAF shortly thereafter.
 
I'm currently working a military exercise over a few weeks, today I grabbed a young airmen & sat him in my truck to scribe paperwork for me since he wasn't doing much else. In every spreadsheet block that required a date I made him write "NEVER FORGET!!!!", and at one point I said "airman, where were you on 9/11?"

He said "I was two months old."

I told him I wish I hadn't asked because I all of a sudden feel like an old fuck.

As for me, I hadn't joined the service yet. I was fixing cars at a Toyota dealership in Fairfax, VA. I remember seeing all the firetrucks heading east to D.C. when the Pentagon got hit. We watched the second tower get hit in the customer lounge.

At about noon I realized I had a customer's truck still on the lift for minor service after several hours so I rushed into the lounge to apologize. I remember this dude just sitting there glued to the TV, he said something like "whatever man, it doesn't even matter right now."

I joined the USAF shortly thereafter.

When I was in Iraq I had soldiers who where BORN after I had joined the Army. So yes I know about that feeling of feeling OLD. Just reading this thread and all they guy here who were in grade school or middle school makes me feel old.
I'd found out on 10 Sept 2001 that my gf was pregnant with my daughter. She was only 16 months old when we got activated to go to Iraq. And 23 months old when we rolled into Iraq. 28 months old when I got shot.
 
I had already been in the Air Force about 14 years. My base (Shaw AFB) was in the middle of a war time exercise (some will know them as a Phase I and Phase II exercise). I was a weapons loading evaluator at the time. We were in our shop office at the time getting ready to go out on the flightline when one of our guys wife called and said a plane crashed into one of the towers. We turned the tv on and watched a little bit and then we all seen the second plane hit. We all knew then something was up then. Shortly after the phones started ringing like crazy and it was higher ups telling us what was going on and for us to go out and assist the fighter squadrons. They were already in the process of downloading all the training munitions and reloading live munitions and our pilots started patrolling areas of the east coast. It was crazy for quite a while after that.
 
Was on my way to work and heard on the radio a plane hit one of the towers. First thought, dumbass how in the hell does that happen. But news kept on and on about it until I realized it was a passenger jet and that didn't sound good at all. Got to my office and turned on the TV and watched the rest unfold. Still haunts me today. Couldn't get a hold of my best friend from college, his birthday is 9/11 and he worked for the mercantile exchange in lower manhattan. Heard from him 3 days later saying he's ok.

Other friend was sitting alert in an F16 at Ellington. He gets scrambled just told to head East with his wingman and they'll give him vectors. They already knew what was going on like everyone else but everyone was on edge. He said he had everything in the jet turned on and over Louisiana they were directed toward a jet to intercept. They didn't know what kind but they knew most/all airliners were clearing the airspace and landing where they could. Everything was a target since the shitheads used passenger jets already. They pop out of the clouds and it's AF-1 coming out of Florida. He escorted them all the way back to DC after a stop in the midwest.

Every year on 9/11 i text him.. hey today is the day you almost popped a cap in AF-1 and that starts the conversations all over.
 
I was Chief Mate on a tug crossing the Gulf of Alaska, south of Cape St. Elias on the way to Valdez. I had the watch until 0600 and was listening to an AM station out of Portland on the single side band radio as it was unfolding until the signal faded with the sunrise. Found out from the NWS in Kodiak that the towers had fallen when we turned in a weather report. Valdez closed down, so we were diverted to Cordova. One of the deckhands lived there and his wife put in a video tape and recorded the news for us. We all sat there and watched it more than once. A few days later we resumed our journey west (we were headed for Amchitka and points in between). We returned to a much different world when we came back a month or so later.
 
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I was a young freight dog pilot at the age of 24 and flew 7pm-5am. Never was much to watch TV then, or now for that matter so I’m usually the last to hear any breaking news. I will never forget my mother calling on the phone crying and just saying “we are at war, turn on the news and call me if you have any questions“. Coming from a woman who grew up through WW2 it shocked the shit out of me.
 
The 9/11 memorial is something special. My family now lives about 3 blocks or so from the Freedom Tower and memorial. I've been there many times. Last time I was there was at 11:00 PM during the peak of the Corona craze in mid-late March (I was taking my Mom and Sister out of the city). Not a single other person around or a car on the road. Very interesting experience.
 
On that day, my Mom had a appointment with the Retirement Board, and my Wife and I were driving her down to it. We were almost late because we were glued to the TV.
After the appt. and on the drive back up the hill, she started crying. We told her that retirement shouldn’t be to bad and she should look forward to it.
The only thing she said was “I lost relatives to Nagasaki and Hiroshima, they were innocent victims too”.