Memories of 9/11

Yesterday marked the 8th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks here in America. I thought it would be cool to have a post collecting memories of where you were when the Towers fell, or your memories of that day. If you lost any loved ones that were in NYC, PN, or DC, then you have my deepest condolences, and I pray that God blesses and strengthens you.

I just walked into school when I heard the news. It was all pretty surreal. I wasn't exactly sure what the Towers were, but I recognized the panic, chaos, and fear that was on the tiny TV screen. That day was pretty hectic. No teachers wanted to teach. There was something bigger going on.

I got home from school and my mamaw was at my house, standing out in the yard and talking with my mom. Mom was distraught and panicky. I rushed into my house and put a VHS tape in the VCR, hitting RECORD and changing the channel to CNN. I let the tape record until the end. I took it out and put it in a box. I haven't taken it out of that box. I bought a newspaper the next morning and put it with that box. It was all very eye opening and sobering.

It still is.

I thank God that I had no friends or family at any of the sites, but I know people that did. I won't forget that day as long as I live.