I was getting ready for work when I watched the reports of the first plane hitting a tower. I worked for a group of 7 Pediatricians at the time as an advice nurse.

By the time I got to work, staff were huddled around the television in the waiting room as the second plane hit the other tower. We knew, this wasn't a fluke, it was an attack.

I was at work, in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee. One of the people I work with came down to the conference room carrying a TV. He said a plane flew into the world trade center. I said, “Oh come on.” He plugged the TV in and 150 people packed into the conference room watching it unfold. I went up to my office to call my parents to tell them to turn the news on, when I called, mom answered the phone and told me they had just talked to their doctor who told them my dad had lung and liver cancer. He died three weeks later.

My condolences HD. My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer around that time as well and died on New Year's Eve just a few months after 9-11. She was only 56. It was a sad year for a lot of folks.

I had just finished by nightshift at the USPS and I rarely, if ever, turn on the TV but for some strange reason, I did that morning...about ten seconds into NBC breaking in with the live feed. I watched, as did millions of others, the second plane hit and I knew immediately we were under attack. I told my girlfriend, who was frantically trying to get ahold of her brother (he worked two blocks away from WTC) that he should get the hell out of there because I thought both towers might fall. She thought I was crazy. About what...an hour later, I started screaming "there it goes, there it goes...I told you....there it goes!" and as it turned out, he barely got out of there alive. He ended up in the hospital with his lungs filled up with that mess. The only reason I thought they would fall is because I knew the plane probably weakened the structure just enough for the top floors to pancake down and the weight of them would be too much for the rest of the building to absord. I knew how jet fuel could weaken steel from the videos we saw on the USS Stark where steel glowed orange.

I was getting ready for a dentist appointment. I saw the second plane hit. We talked about nothing else while I was in the dentist's office. I came home and watched it unfold for the rest of the day. The pain is still strong when I suddenly view a picture of the Twin Towers or when I see reference to that tragic day like here in your thread. I haven't watched any of the movies or "recreations" of the attack since I've come to believe that our own government had something to do with it. These movies are essentially propaganda in my eyes -- maybe unintentional, out of misguided trust in the official story. So, now, my pain and sorrow about 9/11 is also mixed with anger, not only at the terrorists who surely were involved, but also at Bush's lying, cheating, spying, greedy government which surely was also involved...

I was at work at the time. I think we heard of it shortly after the actual attacks took place. By then we couldn't get to most of the national news sites, they were so overloaded that they stopped responding, so I dug out my radio and turned that on. The company suspended operations for the rest of the day and the next several days, so there wasn't much to do then. I couldn't sleep at all that night.

Another dentist visitor here-had sent kids and wife to school (she's a teacher), then off to drive a delivery truck fo U Washington. The next day I snagged a construction fence with my lift gate and was demoted the university assistant AG did not feel that my having socialized with members of AFSCME who died that day was any reason to be distracted, after all it's the other side of the country and no one was flying that day anyway.

I was getting my cable installed at my home when i caught the first news report that the first plane had hit. as i watched the footage the second plane struck. when i heard the third had hit the pentagon my neighbor ran out of his house toward mine yelling "we are under attack!"

unreal.

My daughter-in-law and I were driving into San Antonio from a suburb, on our way to work, when we heard about the first plane on the radio. Then came the second plane. My first thought was that the US was under attack.
When I got to my workplace, all the security guards and a lot of employees were gathered in the main foyer watching the unfolding tragedy via internet. When I got to my department, everybody was watching on the internet and somebody had a television on in the conference room.
I yelled, "I'd like to get my hands on the bastards behind this! We're going to track them down and kill them!"
We all spent the day in our respective offices on the internet, watching the videos over and over. We stayed at work and we all came to work during the following week, but we were angry and bitter and ready to kill....
Sallie

I was at work listening to CDs-I work alone in my office.
Came up for my lunch break and one of my co-workers told me.
I went down to my office and listened to the radio reports until
I got off.
While riding the bus that evening the crowd was soo
quiet-like everyone was in shock.
I did not see any of the videos until I watched it at home.

being on the other side of the world, i awoke to a fully formed shock wave. since i lost a co-worker in the pan am 103 lockerbie bombing (and flew out of heathrow the day after, btw), my first thought was to confirm the location of our employees. after that emotion set in.

with hesitation, i mention here that i had a presentiment dream of sleepers awakening two days prior to 9-11. nothing direct and entirely allusive, but one of those dreams that wake you up and which you must write down because you are unable to return to sleep.

My reaction was similar, I wanted our armed forces to strike down who ever did that thing, to follow them back to their base and kill every last one of the people behind those attacks. I still want those responsible for the attacks to face justice. But with that stuffed flight suit in charge, did we get that justice. Nope. He let bin Laden escape then rushed head long into Iraq to settle an old family score and get his hands on some Iraqi oil. Meanwhile bin Laden is still running around, free as a bird.

I was working as the audio-visual director at the Hyatt in Deerfield, IL. I recall rolling TVs to every meeting room (aside from the four or five that got cancelled immediately) and the employee cafeteria. Everyone wanted to keep up with what was going on, and they called me.

Business got very slow for the next month or so. Upcoming conferences were rescheduled. The immediate impact on our company, which was (still is, though I don't work for them anymore) based in hotels across the nation, was that some employees left and others struggled mightily to get by on reduced hours. Business eventually picked up, of course, and at our hotel October 2001 basically made up for September 2001. For a while, though, no one was sure what the future held.

And throughout it all, we were glued to our TV sets.

I was in my second year of college and we got word in one of my classes, but at first they thought it may have just been an accident, so they kept going initially. After class, there were huge groups of students clustered around the televisions, just watching in silence. Since our student dorms were actually in a landmark historical building in the oldest city in the country, there was some concern about our safety because no one knew if there was more to come. In an ironic twist, despite the concerns over our being a potential target, I believe we were the only college in the state that did not cancel classes and evacuate. It was hard because I was so far from home, and there were lots of problems with the phone lines (I think because so many people were trying to call loved ones) and I finally got through to my grandma and told her to give my family my love and tell them I was ok. It sucked, but I am very thankful I did not lose anyone on that day.

Oh my!
Where do I begin..?

I was at work, repairing a fireman's portable 2-way radio (what I do for a living), while listening to a local rock radio station. The DJ broke in to the format to report that a jet flew into one of the towers of the World Trade Center. One of the Firemen asked if the shop had a television, and sure enough we had something we could set up to watch (even though it's original purpose is to monitor closed circuit networks).

The whole scene unfolded, as the second airliner went into the second (south) tower. The Firemen in the shop watched like myself in awe at what just happened. After the shock wore off, I went back to repairing the radio for the fireman, and heard one fire officer state that the second tower was burning too fast and was openly proclaiming that the building should be evacuated of everyone since he somehow felt it was about to collapse. I had the radio fixed, and turned it over to the fireman, but the crew was pretty much affixed to watching the monitor with the events unfolding before our very eyes. It was not too long after the officer made the statement of pending doom, that the nightmarish event of the first falling tower occurred.

Within mere seconds, the fire company got a radio run to a burning house and scrambled to their truck to respond. Those of us left in the shop watched in amazement, with the fire officer’s words still stinging our ears, and hopes that the building was hopefully evacuated. We would only learn later that those ideas and words were not uttered on the plaza or around the WTC scene, that could be heard by any firefighter in the first building fell by fire that morning, and it was shortly afterward that it was reported the second building was ordered evacuated by fire personnel. It fell shortly afterward.

The day continued as I went in and out of the building to look at the aircraft traffic in the sky. Yes I saw some really weird aircraft activity around above, but as the day progressed, the sky fell quiet. It was a calm day with only a few puffy cumulus clouds around, and the contrails disappeared as the day went on.

By evening, when I went home, it was quiet. I know! I live only a couple miles north of Greater Cincy International Airport, and they fly directly over my house. It was quiet, sullenly but fittingly quiet.

It will not be a day I will ever forget.

I woke up late saw the news with the title, "America Under Attack."

My reaction was the same as now. How sad. But why is everybody losing it? You have to do a lot more than destroy two buildings to hurt the United States.

Then it just got worse with the flag thing. Everybody overreacting.

I asked someone if they knew what today was. Thursday was the only answer he could come up with.

I was at home packing my bags for Hawaii and watching the smoke billow out of the first tower on CNN. I sat down to take a break just in time to witnesses the second plane.

I just returned home from taking my then, 9 year old daughter to the school bus stop, and after waving her off as she got onto the school bus and drove home....I turned on the television and put on C-span because the Sec. of Education at the time was going to be on talking about Special Ed., and I was interested in the subject matter because my daughter was being tutored in reading and math and I was concerned about the funding. All the discussions at the time if I recall was about 'No Child left Behind". When that segment was over I went to pour myself a cup of coffee, then changed the channel to CNN, which was showing a close-up of what appeared to be a gaping hole in the side of a building, and it was smoking. The chyron below said "New York City,World Trade Center"......as the scene widened a little I could see exactly that it was one of the towers. I said, "hmm, looks like a fire of some kind at the WTC....." Then I heard the newscaster say that it was believed that a"small commuter plane crashed into the tower" I said 'Oh my goodness", and as I sat watching listening to the commentary, I flipped the station to MSNBC to see what they were saying, then quickly switched back to CNN and listened to them.....since their commentary was more informative...then suddenly another plane!!!! I said exactly at the same moment the newscaster, Leon Harris of CNN shocked said....."OH NO.....Is that a replay.....NO! NO! No!......It's another plane...it looks like a big jet of some kind......." We all thought it was a replay.....and stunned at the same time , because it just came out of nowhere....and we all knew...the folks on the televison, my husband and I and people all over the country...and the world knew this wasn't an "accident"!!!!!!!

I was driving down the riverside drive on Detroit river on the canadian site when my wife called me to tell me that the plane crashed into the tower. First thing we talked about our very good friend who worked on 94 th floor. I called his house to get his phone number as he couldn't be reached on his company cell phone. When I called his mom, she was crying. I asked her if he is ok. She said he is fine and working in Australia as her company sent him to Australia just two weeks before Sep 11. I called him later that afternoon in Australia and he was shaking on the phone. It was quiet chaotic as all the planes were landing here in Canada and people were worried if something might happen here too. I still can't image what people went through on those top floors. There was no way out. People jumping from the windows. It changed everything and we are still not safe. Bin Laden is still alive.