Thursday, September 08, 2011

Where were you the morning of 9/11?

It was a Tuesday. But you probably already knew that.

That morning I had breakfast with Dane Mentzer, a friend who at the time was a student in my youth group. We ate at the McDonalds on LeGrange Ave in Frankfort, right across from Lincoln Way East. Once done eating, we continued our conversation in the car while I took him across the street to the school's front door. After he got out, I headed back across the street to hit Starbucks before going to my office. 

Since Dane and I were talking, I hadn't turned on the radio yet. But once alone, I tuned to Eric & Kathy on 101.9. They weren't their normal joking selves and it was obvious something had happened. 

"Again, for those just tuning in, we've had reports that there was a terrorist attack in New York just moments ago." 

It wasn't a far trip to get back across the street to Starbucks. Once I found a parking spot though, I couldn't get out of the car. The worry in their voices was evident and contagious. A specific detail I recall is Kathy saying on-air, "Eric, my [family member] lives in New York, I have to call and make sure she's OK." You could hear her headset hit the table. 

After awhile I finally got out to get coffee. Quietest Starbucks I ever walked into. They had a radio on broadcasting updates, which were the only topic of conversation amongst the patrons. But even with all that, it was quiet.

When I got back to church they already had a TV set-up in the auditorium. The staff present were all huddled around, no one really able to say anything. 

It's amazing how you remember details. 

Where were you the morning of 9/11? What were you doing?


Jess, not Jesse said...

I was in 4th grade in Mr. Miller's class. They neglected to tel the students about what happened, but I do remember my principal calling ALL the teachers to the office. I came home that day to find my mother in shambles, asking if I was ok, if I needed anything, etc. She had seen the second plane hit around 8:40 am live on TV.

leighb said...

I was a Senior Mentor and it was the day that the Freshman were supposed to arrive at the High School to sit through a day of "training", and the mentors heard about it but weren't able to announce it to the students who were there until everyone knew about it. The kids/us were allowed to go home that day if we wanted to, or could stay. I went home to be with my mom and my brother and we sat around all day watching the terrible news.

Erin said...

Sophomore year of college. I was in my Finance 110 class. The professor simply came in, said class was cancelled & to watch the news/listen to the radio. Another girl & I walked back to our cars/the Baptist House @ Ball State and that's where I spent most of the rest of the day.

Caitlin said...

I was a sophomore in High School. My school was on strike and we had been out of class for a few days. I was sleeping at my friend's house when her little sister came in & woke us up telling us some building in New York had exploded. I had no idea what the Trade towers were before that moment. Even after watching about 5 minutes of the news I didn't really understand what was going on so we watched a movie instead. It wasn't until later that night that it all set in. The teachers and faculty of my school decided that there were more things to worry about now than whether their demands were being met or not. We were back in school that next morning...but we were all glued to the TVs. Not much schooling happened the following few days...

Amanda P said...

I was in the sixth grade. Mrs. Berger was my teacher. Class was interrupted and the whole school was told to go immediately to the chapel. The administration told us what had happened. I didn't understand. I didn't understand why everyone was panicking. For some reason I just couldn't understand the concept of a terrorist attack and I was so confused by everyone's sadness and despair. It scared me. I remember watching the news in all my spare time for the next week or two.