honeybunny said:
Thank you for the list, HB. I always like to hear or read the names. Real people who lost their lives that day, and whose families feel the impact in a much more tangible way than any of us.
Back in 2001, I was the mom of a one year old. I taught dance in the afternoons, so I would spend my mornings playing with my son. The news was usually on in the background. The Gary Condit scandal was alive and well, and I was captivated by the Chandra Levy story. Most of the news day was centered around it. On Monday, September 10th, coverage was different because a man had led police on a chase. He ended it in his own home, and SWAT was called in. We watched live as the man engaged police in a shootout, and then burned his house (while he was inside) to the ground.
I expected more Gary Condit coverage on Tuesday. I was watching as I fed my son as they broke the news about the first plane. They even showed the burning tower from a rooftop camera in NY. I remember them having various reports of what type of plane it was, but watching the size of the fire, it was hard to believe it hadn't been a large plane. I was watching as the second plane came into the screen, banked, and plunged into the other tower. I began to cry.
My husband was at work, and I knew he was on his way to an appointment. He called me, to find out what was going on. He was listening on talk radio, and he said it was chaos. We both began to sob as we realized what this meant for our nation.
I was glued to the television that day, so I saw as each plane was crashed. I remember wondering about what would happen next. It's hard to imagine life before 9/11.