I was In Utah at the time, It was my fist semester after graduating High School. I was woken up by my alarm clock..i had a class and didnt want to get up. I heard somthing like.." 2 planes have crashed into the WTC they have collapsed"...was I really hearing this..no..i wasnt. I went back to sleep still with the radio going off as my alarm for class..The radio never turned off and I just laid there in bed, still thinking I was dreaming. It wasnt until my RA and housing directors came to my room to ask if i was ok. I reaslied then that I wasnt dreaming and this was all real They asked if i was ok, and if my family was all ok...then I started to freak out! i turned on the TV and could not beleive for the life of me what i was seeing. My phone started ringing off the hook. my parents calling, me calling them, calling freinds I had in the city going to school. MY roomate came home and told me how scared she was, and how she felt so bad for me, that my home..that was happening to the town I had grown up in. Most..or i'd say 60% of my friends parents at school..and a big majority of people in Warwick (my town where i grew up in NY) worked in the city. There were people in my home ward that also worked in the city. What a scary thought, how many people did I know that were in the city that day? how many were in the buildings? I cant stand to watch anything on TV about 9-11. I wasnt able to go home for funerals and wakes and things of that nature but New Yorkers will never be the same. I will never be the same, as sad as this sounds i will never look at anyone that same way again as i did after that. I remember flying home for Thanksgiving after that had happpend, it was the scarest plane ride I have ever been on..I was flying into NYC..where i was born..where all of these horrible things happend...I dont think i really have been ever so scared in my life as I was when i took that plane ride home to NY not even 2 months after 9-11. Horrible Horrible..even as I am writting about it, I am getting a sick feeling in my stomach. Every time we go back to NY to visit my parents, we..like allways go to the city. We walk around the area..If you have never been there..i cant really tell you whats its like to read all the names of all the people that died that day. I think it was the dayt after it happend, my dad got called down to the city because he is a nurse..he got called down to go help people in the area, and around the site..he said there was just dust and body parts all over the streets. It's frightening....
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Wow! I did not know you were from New York.
It touched me to the core to visit the site when we were there - I cannot even imagine being from NY and having loved ones and friends in the city and not knowing.
God bless your Dad who had to see the worst as a nurse. I call him a hero.
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