Seeing many pictures about 9/11, I thought we could do a tribute here, for those who want to share their thoughts to the victims, their families, friends and colleagues.
A 36 foot beam from somewhere between the 98th and 10th floor of the North WTC Tower. It became an 18 foot girder as it hit the ground. It is now set as a memorial to First Responders in Columbus, OH.
I just sort of take a deep breath and let it out as I think about it. I was at my workplace in Endicott N.Y. I was standing in a break room with co-workers, managers, and their managers. No one said a word as the second plane hit. As we just stood there in awe and watched with unbelief. Then it showed the plane that hit the Pentagon. The man that was standing right next to me just about turned white, and said he had to leave right then. His name is Curt Elseth (sp).
Later we found out that he had a son that was employed there. And also his son was one of the many victims, leaving a small family behind. I don't remember seeing Curt after that. I do remember that Christmas of that year Curt's granddaughter was one of the children that helped light the White-house Christmas tree. I know that this happening made people turn away from God and also many cling to Him. He did not make this happen, but did allow it. The reason is for only Him to know, we finite people just do not have the knowledge to understand. The best we can do is trust and Love Him and realize that He is in control. Some may want to argue that but an argument with me about it would be futile. I will go to my grave and into His loving arms believing it.
Well Helene, you asked and I responded, thank you for the opportunity
Richard, that is a powerful memory. My heart goes out to the victims and I pray for their healing and comfort. Love your testimony, too. Thanks for sharing.
My thoughts go to all who died and esp the brave rescue services, who were running INTO the buildings when all were running out. I was at ground zero in 2005 and posted a picture.
my thought go to everybody who died on 9/11, but also in Palestine, Iraq, Afghanistan and anywhere else where innocent people have died for unjust causes.
Not being an American hasn't stopped me thinking about 9/11 all day!
It is one of those days in which you will never forgot, you will always remember where you were when you heard the news. The sheer disbelief when we watched the 2nd plane crash into the building. That day has changed so many peoples life`s, it has changed the world!
May we never forget the people of that day who lost their life's,
May we never forget the people on that day who saved life's.
May we never forget the soldiers who have died fighting for us from that day.
May we never forget the innocent lives lost in the "war on terror"
May we never forgot, may we rest in peace. xXx
Okay, so I didn't actually take this picture but I think it would be a good idea to actually take a minute and remember the moments and things that happend on this day, September 11th, nine years ago.
All of the families that lost that one person, who made a difference in their lives. All of that was gone. For all of the people who had to go the hard way. To all of the jumpers who had no options. To all of the police men, police women, fire fighters, ambulances, anonymous voulunteers, men and women who risked their lives for the saftey of others. Thank you.
As I sit here on this day, nine years later, at a much more mature age, watching the footage, I only realized now, really how tragic this event was.
To the people responsible for this ever so famous day... You may wanted to have change the world. Please note that you did change the world. Hundreds of thousands of people were effected by this event. Not in a positive way.
In my opinion, it made the world stronger. This series of unfortunate events united us. Let these events continue to unite us and make us a stronger world.
Thanks to Bruni for suggesting I add this here. This is my post for today, the picture and commentary:
“Honey, I could care less about my phone bill right now. Haven’t you heard? The world is crumbling.”
That’s the words I heard at about 9 a.m. from a woman I was attempting to persuade to join a different phone service. I simply giggled and moved to click onto another incoming call, when I heard my co-worker say, “Some old geezer just told me a plane flew into New York’s Twin Towers.” Another co-worker said, “Hmm, that’s weird. This lady just said terrorists are attacking the US right this minute and that I need to go home and hug my babies.”
At that moment, my entire world , as I’d lived my entire life, changed.
Changed and subsequently started a chain of events that I certainly will never forget.
Since that day, September 11th, 2001 I have not been allowed to accompany my husband to the airport gates the three times he’s been deployed to Iraq nor the two other times to Korea. We have learned to talk in code to relay information through emails and timed phone calls. I’ve learned how to fill out a customs form and can now do so with my eyes shut. I’ve become the most organized sender, stuffing nearly 50 pounds of “home” into a shoe box. I’ve used the word terrorist on a daily basis. I’ve laid flowers on a 19 year old soldier’s grave stone. I’ve had my car searched each night I went home. I’ve purchased 9 million yards of yellow ribbon. I’ve not talked to, seen, touched, or heard from my husband for two months straight. I’ve collapsed after hearing the stories my husband has shared. I’ve cried each and every time I’ve seen pictures, heard news reports, and remembered this day what seems like so long ago.
I’ve married the man of my dreams, the love of my life. I’ve become a step mother to two stunning and amazingly fabulous teenagers. I’ve become a grandmother to a dumpling of a baby. I’ve loved and lost the sweetest cat on the planet. I’ve trained, yelled, and loved a beagle baby boy. I’ve moved my mother and step father in with me. I’ve acquired a brother-in-law that might as well be my own flesh and blood, another mother, father, nieces & nephews that I adore. I’ve used the word family on a daily basis. I’ve gotten up, showered, put on full make-up, jacked my hair to Jesus, and dressed up to have an internet date with my husband. I’ve learned to cook the best treats that travel well. I’ve had 4 honeymoons. I’ve learned the military alphabet. I’ve bought a home. I’ve welcomed change.
A tragedy like this is tragic in any corner of the world. We remember images like this forever, just the same as our brothers and sisters do in their lands. A tragedy like this is born in the minds of evil people all over the world and it should not happen. No matter where we call home, we should remember to feel the pain of everyone who expereinces such an act of hate, and cry for those who have been affected. Mankind can be hateful and hurtful, but it is only when we are willing to "feel" beyond our borders and consider the pain of others that we can actually begin to understand what we must do to begin the process of healing. It must start with us.
I will never forget. Ever. Where I was, what I was doing or how it changed my world. Thankfully I was not one of the many many families directly affected by this tragedy but I still felt the pain just as sharply as if I had.
what a great idea...my shot today was meant as a tribute, though not as poignant as some... but it instantly takes me back to where i was that day. and how all of us adults had to keep our emotions in so as not to scare the children. may we never forget the day innocence was lost. the day we learned just what atrocities could take place on American soil...
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A 36 foot beam from somewhere between the 98th and 10th floor of the North WTC Tower. It became an 18 foot girder as it hit the ground. It is now set as a memorial to First Responders in Columbus, OH.
Later we found out that he had a son that was employed there. And also his son was one of the many victims, leaving a small family behind. I don't remember seeing Curt after that. I do remember that Christmas of that year Curt's granddaughter was one of the children that helped light the White-house Christmas tree. I know that this happening made people turn away from God and also many cling to Him. He did not make this happen, but did allow it. The reason is for only Him to know, we finite people just do not have the knowledge to understand. The best we can do is trust and Love Him and realize that He is in control. Some may want to argue that but an argument with me about it would be futile. I will go to my grave and into His loving arms believing it.
Well Helene, you asked and I responded, thank you for the opportunity
It is one of those days in which you will never forgot, you will always remember where you were when you heard the news. The sheer disbelief when we watched the 2nd plane crash into the building. That day has changed so many peoples life`s, it has changed the world!
May we never forget the people of that day who lost their life's,
May we never forget the people on that day who saved life's.
May we never forget the soldiers who have died fighting for us from that day.
May we never forget the innocent lives lost in the "war on terror"
May we never forgot, may we rest in peace. xXx
Okay, so I didn't actually take this picture but I think it would be a good idea to actually take a minute and remember the moments and things that happend on this day, September 11th, nine years ago.
All of the families that lost that one person, who made a difference in their lives. All of that was gone. For all of the people who had to go the hard way. To all of the jumpers who had no options. To all of the police men, police women, fire fighters, ambulances, anonymous voulunteers, men and women who risked their lives for the saftey of others. Thank you.
As I sit here on this day, nine years later, at a much more mature age, watching the footage, I only realized now, really how tragic this event was.
To the people responsible for this ever so famous day... You may wanted to have change the world. Please note that you did change the world. Hundreds of thousands of people were effected by this event. Not in a positive way.
In my opinion, it made the world stronger. This series of unfortunate events united us. Let these events continue to unite us and make us a stronger world.
“Honey, I could care less about my phone bill right now. Haven’t you heard? The world is crumbling.”
That’s the words I heard at about 9 a.m. from a woman I was attempting to persuade to join a different phone service. I simply giggled and moved to click onto another incoming call, when I heard my co-worker say, “Some old geezer just told me a plane flew into New York’s Twin Towers.” Another co-worker said, “Hmm, that’s weird. This lady just said terrorists are attacking the US right this minute and that I need to go home and hug my babies.”
At that moment, my entire world , as I’d lived my entire life, changed.
Changed and subsequently started a chain of events that I certainly will never forget.
Since that day, September 11th, 2001 I have not been allowed to accompany my husband to the airport gates the three times he’s been deployed to Iraq nor the two other times to Korea. We have learned to talk in code to relay information through emails and timed phone calls. I’ve learned how to fill out a customs form and can now do so with my eyes shut. I’ve become the most organized sender, stuffing nearly 50 pounds of “home” into a shoe box. I’ve used the word terrorist on a daily basis. I’ve laid flowers on a 19 year old soldier’s grave stone. I’ve had my car searched each night I went home. I’ve purchased 9 million yards of yellow ribbon. I’ve not talked to, seen, touched, or heard from my husband for two months straight. I’ve collapsed after hearing the stories my husband has shared. I’ve cried each and every time I’ve seen pictures, heard news reports, and remembered this day what seems like so long ago.
I’ve married the man of my dreams, the love of my life. I’ve become a step mother to two stunning and amazingly fabulous teenagers. I’ve become a grandmother to a dumpling of a baby. I’ve loved and lost the sweetest cat on the planet. I’ve trained, yelled, and loved a beagle baby boy. I’ve moved my mother and step father in with me. I’ve acquired a brother-in-law that might as well be my own flesh and blood, another mother, father, nieces & nephews that I adore. I’ve used the word family on a daily basis. I’ve gotten up, showered, put on full make-up, jacked my hair to Jesus, and dressed up to have an internet date with my husband. I’ve learned to cook the best treats that travel well. I’ve had 4 honeymoons. I’ve learned the military alphabet. I’ve bought a home. I’ve welcomed change.
May your lives heal and love be returned.