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It's mainly a day when I avoid the news entirely, and almost every channel. Because I don't want to watch the towers falling in slow motion repeatedly. I saw it enough in the weeks after 9/11, because nothing else was being shown. I'm not going to ever forget it.
Since others seem to be telling where they were on 9/11 in the answer to this question: I was just about to go to a college class, to study for a test. I remember telling Dad at one point that it looked like the first tower was swaying a little. Dad said it was just an optical illusion, and would never fall. Shortly after the second tower fell, I went to class. Now, Mom and I agree that I should have stayed home--but at the time we didn't know what else to do.
Class was promptly canceled because the teacher knew nobody could focus after everything. Went home, found out about the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania, and the one that hit the Pentagon.
May all the ones who perished that day rest in peace.
And as a small, strange footnote: After weeks of nothing but the news 24 hours a day, I wanted to watch something else. Anything else as a distraction, so I wouldn't go insane from an information overload. TNN (now Spike TV) finally came back and opted to begin a Star Trek marathon (I think the reason was something to do with needing hope of a better future) that lasted about a week. And so, because of 9/11, I became a Trekkie for a few years.
It's mainly a day when I avoid the news entirely, and almost every channel. Because I don't want to watch the towers falling in slow motion repeatedly. I saw it enough in the weeks after 9/11, because nothing else was being shown. I'm not going to ever forget it.
Since others seem to be telling where they were on 9/11 in the answer to this question: I was just about to go to a college class, to study for a test. I remember telling Dad at one point that it looked like the first tower was swaying a little. Dad said it was just an optical illusion, and would never fall. Shortly after the second tower fell, I went to class. Now, Mom and I agree that I should have stayed home--but at the time we didn't know what else to do.
Class was promptly canceled because the teacher knew nobody could focus after everything. Went home, found out about the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania, and the one that hit the Pentagon.
May all the ones who perished that day rest in peace.
And as a small, strange footnote: After weeks of nothing but the news 24 hours a day, I wanted to watch something else. Anything else as a distraction, so I wouldn't go insane from an information overload. TNN (now Spike TV) finally came back and opted to begin a Star Trek marathon (I think the reason was something to do with needing hope of a better future) that lasted about a week. And so, because of 9/11, I became a Trekkie for a few years.