Where were you 9 years ago today?

I was heading to Corporate Finance in college, once in the class the guy next to me asked if I had seen the news. He and I were both basketball fans and I thought he was talking about Micheal Jordan going to play for the Wizards. He said "No a plane has hit one of the World Trade Towers". I was stunned, but assumed like most at that point that it had been an accident.

A few minutes later our professor came in and said that the other tower had been struck as well as the Pentagon. He was usually a light hearted guy who liked to talk about money, but when he said "that there were more important things to talk about and that we should all go home." I knew it was serious.

Sadly he said that, looking back on it now because a guy in my class lost his brother (who was an alumni and known to the professor) in one of the towers, he worked for one of the investment firms. The College I went too had a lot of kids from up north and several lost friends or family in the towers.

Then I went home and watched Fox News for several days.

I would also like to take a moment to remember my friend Susan's brother Gary Giedel. I never knew him, but have known his sister Susan for several years, she is a good person and I am sure he was as well. He was a NYFD fire fighter and that day had just gotten off work and was on his way home, when the first plane struck the first tower. He turned around to see if he could catch up to his guys and help. He was last seen entering one of the towers at a full run, right before it collapsed. May God bless and comfort his family.

^ A true and utmost hero. End of discussion

[JThiessen]

Good Thread Freeze.

I remember I was parking my truck at work, listening to the local sports radio, and they had briefly mentioned some accident at the towers, and speculating about how an accident could have occured that way. It was a very important day at work, so I wasn't able to take the time to even look at the news on the PC. And I remember actually getting a little upset with a lady that worked across the aisle from me because all she did all day was blabber on and on about this "accident".
It wasn't until I got home, and was able to turn on the news, that the full impact of it hit me. I shed tears even today thinking about how we humans can do crap like that to each other. It just doesn't register in my brain how anybody can rationalize the taking of human life in such a manner.

Remember how people used to to thank their firefighters and police in the weeks/months/years following this? Wonder how many still do it?