SHOW YOUR RESPECT.......

[Sabron]

Wow turning a day where terrorists acually devastated american by taking down the towers..into a day to be celebrated... thats like getting busted by the cops for having bud and being happy your going to jail.. and then celebrating that day every year..WTF...

but really.. I remember the day it happend... everything was normal ..watching the news for the weather.. then all the sudden it switches over and says a plane just crashed into the first tower.. i stared at the tv...shocked..

[Big Calhoun]

9/11 was a crazy day. At the time, I rode in to work with someone. Every morning, I always watched Good Day on Fox just to catch up on news and traffic. As my ride was approaching, the news broke in to say there was a fire at the World Trades. Something in me told me it was much worse, but I had to go to work.

My ride got to my place and we started on our way to work. THere was a news break-in about the World Trades on the station my friend was listening to, but he changed the station. I told him I thought there was something terribly wrong, but he needs his jazz in the morning to calm himself down before work.

So we got to work maybe 20 minutes later and everyone is freaking out. As soon as we walked into the office, one woman immediately says, "Oh my God! We're being attacked! They just attacked the World Trade Center". Another woman was in absolute hysterics. She had to be taken to the bathroom by 3 employees so they could calm her. All of a sudden, my brain kicked in, "Oh my God, my wife!!!!"

She didn't work at the World Trades daily but sometimes had meetings there with for her job. Immediately, I start ringing her desk phone, cell phone...nothing. Not that she wasn't picking up, but all the lines were completely jammed. Frantically, I keep dialing for the next hour or so. All the while, I'm now looking at various web cams positioned near the World Trades on the Internet.

During this hour, we were getting 'relay reports' from people who were in the break room..."OMG, a second plane has hit the other tower!"..."OMG, one tower just fell"..."OMG, the other tower just fell!". It was pandemonium. My heart told me my wife was safe but without being able to reach her, I couldn't be sure. All of my webcam feeds started failing...some were damaged by the collapse, others were just getting hammered and speed was horrible. I was no blind to what was going on.

Maybe 1 1/2 hours after the towers collapsed, my wife finally got through to me. She was scared and crying. From her office, she saw the second tower get hit. At that time, they evacuated everyone out of the building. She was concerned for a friend who was stuck on the train. Incidentally, this friend was on the train when they were ordered to stop. From her seat, she saw the entire incident. To this day, her firend still needs counseling and has nightmares.

So by this time, I know my wife is safe and the towers have both come down. Words couldn't describe the emptiness in my heart. I'm not a native New Yorker but spent so much time there, I might as well have been. My mind just couldn't comprehend that the towers were no longer there. I refused to believe it for many weeks...they were just too tall and massive, they couldn't fall!

As I sorted out my emotions in my head, another call came in for me. It was my mother. During this time period, my brother had got into alot of trouble and kicked him out. He was homeless and living in the streets of NYC. So my mother calls and just says, "Your brother is over there". And I'm like, "What!?!?". She explains that he had hooked up with some sort of program at a homeless shelter; the shelter was part of the World Trades complex. My heart just SANK! By this point, I needed to get out of the office and decided to go for an early lunch at the mall up the road; too many emotions and no place to express them.

As I was walking to the mall, it was all very eery. THe thought that my brother may have died in that made my stomach sick. What if they couldn't find him? What if we couldn't bury him properly? What if he was gravely injured? My mind was racing. It didn't help that the sky was very quiet. My old office was a good distance from the airport, but was under the 'congo line'...we were under part of the path that airplanes settled into before they landed. So air traffic was a normal part of the day...there was absolutely NONE around...dead quiet.

For the next two days, I was emotional wreck. I wouldn't let my wife go to work because I was so scared; I insisted she work from home. I was on the phone with my mother, father, and grandparents every other hour trying to get updates or pass them along. Air traffic over the next few days freaked me out. Military and police helicopters were easily indentified. Sometimes, the fighter jets were so high up, you could only hear them; it would make me nervous and think that another attack was coming. Finally, after 3 days, the word came in...my brother had linked up with our mothers ex-husband and was physically safe. Mentally, he was devestated.

When the initial plane struck, he was in a hallway going to a bathroom to take a shower. When the plane made impact, the explosion triggered the fire alarms in the building he was in and they started to evacuate people. He was only able to get basic belongings before he was herded outside. While outside, everyone stood around, trying to comprehend what was going on. He was outside just as the second plane hit and was showered with light debris. He remembers watching the people above the impact zones jumping from the towers. As the first tower came down, he says that people started screaming and yelling to run, so he just started to run as fast as he could, anywhere he could. The owner of a coffeeshop he sometimes at it saw him as he was running and pulled him inside the building to escape the dust. Sometime after that, he was able to get his bearings and find my mothers husband. Mind you, what he has relayed to us is so minimal compared to what he actually saw and went through. Even to this day, different elements of the story slip out here and there, but only when he is comfortable thinking about it.

So that was my 9/11 moment. I still remember everything about that day very vividly. I can tell you that New Brunswick, NJ was mostly sunny that day with the morning temp of about 75 degrees and it warmed up to about 83 that day. I still remember how I felt when I asked my friend to turn the radio back to the news but he left it on jazz...and how I felt when I walked into my office and saw nothing but pandemonium.

The politics of this aren't important. Everyone tries to place blame and fault, but tell me, who the fuck do you call to report planes crashing into buildings!?!?!? NO ONE knew what to do that day because this was something an an UNIMAGINEABLE scale. THe bottom line, a lot of good people lost their lives that day. I lost one coworker but reclaimed my brother. That's how I deal with it all today. I have to find some good that came from it and the only thing I have is that it help to repair a bad family relationship between myself, my mother, and brother.

God Bless...and, in memory of...

[herbollah]

here , here

[friendowl]

better dont get high
shows more

[buddymyfriend]

In memory of all the innocent lives who perished on 9/11, I want everyone to get high as fuck. Agreed?

I'm gonna roll my next joint and take time to think of all those affected by this atrocity.

Peace

Buddy

[ToDrunkToFish]

Yea for sure get that politic shit outa here, I was on top of the WTC 1.5 months before that happened. And I was in awe lookin over the beautifull city. To only be takin down by ruthless pussies. I couldnt imagine lookin at those towers in real life before they fell down. Those things were friggin huge.

[Skink]

There but for the grace of god go I...


I talked to people in the building at the time... I talked to someone that got out while his wife did not... Truly a gut wrenching day...
R.I.P

[cole]

ill smoke to 9/11 and all the people who lost there lives

we wont forget you

[Wesley Pipes]

5 years ago, i woke up, switched on my tv and saw a building on fire, i thought what i saw was a movie, until, after about 2 minutes, i realised what i was watching was real...
I thought what had happened was an accident, reports of a plane crashing into one of the towers,
but then, after only about 5 minutes of watching something i couldn't believe could happen, it happened again,
I watched the second plane hit the other tower, for what seemed like hours, i stared, not believing what i was witnessing,
I realised this was no accident.

5 Years ago my world changed along with everyone elses, my faith in humanity was shaken, to think there were people
out there that were capable of doing, no... even THINKING of doing something like this, it made me physically sick.

5 Years ago i watched the Twin Towers, and those inside, burn because of some madmans belief...
watched people jump off the edge to save themselves the pain of being burned alive,
i didn't want to watch yet could not turn away, hoping, praying that some miracle would stop this disaster created by twisted minds.

5 Years ago i watched the Towers collapse, not believing my eyes, watching people flee for their
lives as a wave of dust and debris filled the streets of New York City...
When it was over, i watched the emergency services and ordinary civilians move in to try and help those trapped under
the destruction, i watched as they tirelessly searched and searched and searched for survivors.

5 Years ago, on September 11th, if i am honest, i cried that day, for the thousands who died and for
the thousands who lost someone they loved, i wished i could've been there,
i wish i could've helped, even to save just one live... i would've given anything, but most of all...
i wish it never happened at all, I haven't cried since, nothing i have seen,
nothing i have experienced since that day, has made me so sad, so unhappy that i felt the need to cry.

5 Years ago... I changed, i saw what man was capable of, and I have Never looked at the world the same since.

____________________________________

This is 9/11 as I, Wesley Pipes, will forever remember it.

My Love and Condolences go out to anyone and everyone who lost someone that day.
I am truly sorry for your loss.

[Psycho4Bud]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qxmA4E9ViE

Best wishes to the survivors and the families/friends of the ones that didn't.

Have a good one!:thumbsup: