Today's open thread question for the 6th anniversary of the attacks on the Twin Towers... Where were you when you heard about the terrorist attacks? What did that day look like to you? What were your experiences?
I was working as a convenience store manager at the time. Jerame called me on the phone and said "You won't believe it. A plane just hit the World Trade Center." We talked for a bit while I did the paperwork; I assumed it was a sad tragedy but Jerame kept repeating "Something is fishy about this." Suddenly he yelled in my ear, "Oh my GOD, Bil! Another plane just flew into the other tower!" He was upset enough that he had to hang up.
As word spread, I got my information from customers about what was happening. And as the news got out, we got busier and busier - more and more folks wanted to buy gas before the price shot sky high. Within a couple of hours, there was a line onto the highway just to get to a pump. I had to call in every employee I could find and we spent hours standing in the roads surrounding the store directing traffic - until we ran out of gas. Just as we were ready to call it a day and I was going to go home, a tanker pulled up to refill our supply. And we started all over again. Even Jerame ended up driving down to the store and helping to direct traffic so the highway would move again. I think I made it home around 10 or 11pm finally.
I watched none of the TV news. I couldn't. I was too busy working. I saw some clips afterwards, but not too much. Jerame didn't want to watch it again (he's watched horrified as it happened - from the planes hitting to the towers collapsing and the aftermath like folks jumping out the windows) so we talked about it, of course, and caught clips on the news, but it wasn't something he wanted to relive. I've never seen Jerame as shaken as I did that day. I, however, didn't get all of the trauma - I worked through it.