I was supposed to give a presentation in place of my boss that day. About 30 minutes before the presentation, I heard that a bomb had gone off in one of the towers. I went to a lounge where we had a large screen t.v. Lots of employees and visitors were watching the reports. It was then established that a plane had crashed into the tower. I thought that was actually a lot better than a bomb going off...it was just an accident not an act of terrorism. I felt bad for the plane's passengers...but accidents happen. Then the second plane came into view. It was flying low and at an angle. I got pissed off! I thought that the pilot of the second plane was flying close to the first tower to give his passengers and crew a better view of what had happened. I was seriously pissed of at the pilot. I couldn't believe how irresponsible he was. I hoped that the FAA nailed his ass to the wall for such a stupid act. Then...it happened. The second plane crashed into the second tower. Everyone arround me gasped, swore, shouted, etc. That's when I realized that none of this was an accident. The presentation was cancelled. Throughout the day, I watched the events on various t.v. sets at work and on my work PC. A third plane crashed into the Pentagon and a fourth plane crashed. For the next few days I read the papers, watched t.v., etc. I felt quite bad for all of the victims but also happy for those who made it out alive. I felt a special surge of pride in my own country ( CANADA...the true north strong and free baby! ). We were sending help in various ways and lots of Canadian Emergency Services personnel were crossing the border to provide help in NYC. All non military/government planes were banned over the skies of the US...planes en route to the US on 9/11 had to land in Gander Newfoundland. Thousands of people from all over the world were stranded in Gander. The ordinary people of Gander were taking complete strangers into their homes, feeding them, giving them places to sleep, etc., etc., etc. In the following days, things settled down a bit. We all got on with our lives. I occasionally wonder what I would have done or what would have happened to me had I been in one of those planes/buildings that day.
free baby! ). We were sending help in various ways and lots of Canadian Emergency Services personnel were crossing the border to provide help in NYC. All non military/government planes were banned over the skies of the US...planes en route to the US on 9/11 had to land in Gander Newfoundland. Thousands of people from all over the world were stranded in Gander. The ordinary people of Gander were taking complete strangers into their homes, feeding them, giving them places to sleep, etc., etc., etc. In the following days, things settled down a bit. We all got on with our lives. I occasionally wonder what I would have done or what would have happened to me had I been in one of those planes/buildings that day.