This is pretty disturbing to watch but I want to remember ... I'll never forget 911 -

Warning.. This is pretty brutal, I can't get through it without crying.

YouTube - 9/11 Tribute (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6skrWz5iZ60)

to lighten things up -

http://pics.bestpicever.com/pics/pic_326152001189554519.jpg

discuss:)

Ha! Amateur, the first rule of being a big cheater is to NOT answer the phone until you actually ARE back in the office. One less lie, it cancels out the other lie. LOL

Saw this on one of my other boards -

Anyone remember where they were on 9/11 -

Freshman year in college my roomate already left to go to class and i was still in bed asleep. This guy came by my room and started knocking on my door, he came in and asked if i saw the plane that crashed into the world trade center. - I remember looking at him like wtf, your joking right?

He left and i closed my eyes to go back to sleep just thinking that he was joking or messing with me because i was hung over. I ended up turning on the tv and remember turning it on and it was already on CNN?

Then i watched the other plane hit - didnt realize it at the time but it was LIVE. Seemed like i was watching a movie, still doesnt seem like it was real .

Senior year, first hour--I was office aide.

We heard about the first plane over the radio, but didn't think much of it because it didn't sound like that big of a deal.

By the end of the hour we were out in the halls watching it on TV. Needless to say we didn't do any class that day...

I was in CA and got an early morning phone call from my sister.. who has a flair for drama.. she says, (her first words):

' Our country is being attacked by terrorists, planes are being flown into buildings '

or something like that.

I'm half asleep trying to grasp what she was saying ..... just couldn't wrap my thoughts around what she was telling me.

Thank God for CNN, I never would have believed her.

The things I remember the most about that time...

I remember calling my husband at work ( no TV there) and he was just finding out about it and I'm watching CNN Live and the tower fell ( all on live tv ) .. I just started sobbing knowing that the firefighters and people were probably still in there.

Spent the next few days in a fog glued to the TV trying to make sense of it all. Tried to give blood (it wasn't needed). Watched a special on TV with a tribute concert and just lost it ....

Went to a candlelight vigil where a stranger walked up and started playing a solo - God Bless America on his saxophone.. tried to find a flag to fly because they were all sold out.. my God.. it was a very, very strange unbelievable feeling to experience.

The thing I'll never, ever get out of my mind is the people having to choose between jumping or burning. The pictures of people falling will never be erased from my memory.

I had been up for 30 hours or so, taking care of dad (final stages of cancer and he wanted to go in his own home, so we were doing what we could in his living room), and my sister called me in there to tell me that a plane had hit the WTC. Before I even saw the TV, I told her that it was intentional and started talking about TACAN/VOR/DME and a few other safeguards...By that time she had grown bored of my yammering, I had walked into the room and we watched the second plane hit.

Dad died two days later (six years ago tomorrow)...That was a bad week.

But I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching FROM GEICO!

'A bad week' ... ahhhhh, I can't imagine having to go through that and losing a parent... that does sound really bad.

Sorry to hear of your dad's passing.

It kind of pales in comparison to the bigger picture that week...Besides, it could have been worse...He passed on my cousin's birthday. How you like the presents from YOUR dad on the anniversary of his brother's (very young) death?

No thanks, I'll stick with my birthday...Even with the Ides of March looming. ;)

This is a little past the anniversary but I was in DC when the plane hit the Pentagon. I heard it because my windows were open and actually called my husband to tell him that I had heard something "weird." About the time, a horde of federal employees came racing at a dead run down the hall and down the stairs past my door. I looked out the window in an office down the hall and you could see the Pentagon on fire. It looked like it was right next door but that was just addrenline. It was horrible. I was a block from the White House and my kids were texting and calling for me to flee because they were afraid a plane would hit right there. My son lived in NYC and saw the second plane hit the tower in the reflection off a cab. A dear friend had to outrun the dust cloud. We lost all the cell phones shortly after.

It took hours to get out of DC. NO evacuation plan, no cops, no one directing traffic. No one in charge at work. The phones were out but the scuttle was that the Mall was on fire. We were afraid to use the subways because we didn't know if they would blow up. The folks who stayed at the controls on the metro system are my heroes - that took guts. The closer you are, the less you know. We had no TV when we were stuck in cars. I spent over an hour caught in traffic right in front of the Capital and kept expecting another plane to hit. An abandoned beer truck was half pulled onto the road on Pennsylvania Ave., blocking half the traffic. I wouldn't drink ********* (name of the brand) for years after that I was so irritated. They kept coming over on loud speakers to evacuate our cars because they thought there were more incoming planes (all this turned out to be false but we didn't know that at the time). We'd rush to the nearest building, then back to our cars. Mini looters and thugs were traipsing around and making the most of the situation. Made you sick - there are always opportunists. The fighter jets were flying over the city causing sonic booms so it sounded like explosions were going on all over the place. The only cars really moving that day in DC were big black limos with police escorts and flags on the bumper. I guess they were whisking dignitaries to undisclosed locations. The rest of us were completely on our own. If you have ever been in a crowded airport with a lot of flights cancelled including your own, you'll have a mild idea of what it was like. A bad, bad day.

As soon as I got home (it took 4.5 hours to go about 15 miles), we had to turn around and rush my husband to the airport to catch a private jet to NYC (part of his job was to look for the black box). The streets were deserted. When we drove up to check points, they knew who we were (that was weird - our government "intelligence" was better than I expected!).

oh my goodness! That gave me chills!

Sounds a little tiny bit like my experience after the Loma Prieta earthquake.

There's so much we take for granted and when something like this happens, little things like communication, and traffic control/flow become monumentally important. Trying to reach loved ones to find out if they are okay is all you can think about and it's the last thing you can do! Very frustrating.

I imagine it's the same around here after a huge tornado.

Pretty scary to think about!