“Where were you?”
That’s the question I’ve been asking a lot of folks around this area. It’s something I don’t think many can forget no matter how many years have passed by.
I remember I was leaving my geometry class in 9th grade and headed to Coach Jernigan’s history class when I first heard the news in the school hallway: America had been attacked.
It was surreal to me. The rest of the school day was spent watching news coverage, talking about what was going on and worrying about loved ones.
My father works on Eglin Air Force Base so he was in lock down the moment the plane hit the first World Trade Center tower. I was so worried about him and what would happen in the coming hours.
To escape the pain, I watched Pollyanna, which if you don’t know is one of the happiest movies in the world starring Haley Mills.
That night, my father made it home safe and my family went to church. I remember seeing the sanctuary full with everyone hugging each other, crying and praying. We all wanted to know how something like this could happen.
It’s strange to think that it’s been 10 years since that day. So much has happened to me yet I never will forget the moment I heard the news.
Neither will anyone else.
I’ve spoken with people from all walks of life and they each have their own Sept. 11, 2001 tale.
One woman was on her treadmill when Good Morning America was disrupted, a man I spoke with was overseas when he caught sight of the images at a TV store. Another says she still cries when she thinks about that day.
Do you remember? How could you not.