Alan Jackson - Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning? (Painful Reaction!!)
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What it do Dream Team!? It's ya boy D.Neal back with another reaction video! Guys y'all know I love Alan Jackson, this is such an incredible artist and I don't know how I haven't heard this song yet but it was very deep! Guys unfortunately 9/11 happened and it was a big tragedy where people lost their lives, lost loved ones, were scarred for life physically and mentally and so much more! Everyone remembers where they were or what they were doing when this happened! One of the outcomes though was that America united and we started loving one another more and appreciated our country more! But thats it for this one if you guys have a favorite song or artist that you would like to hear me react to please don't hesitate to drop it down in the comment section below!
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I remember exactly where I was at .. I also remember stopping at McDonalds on my way to college the next day or two and telling the Manager there that I liked his Mcdonalds pin .. it had the arches and a flag .. he was black and I was white country girl who may not have known each other, but he gave me that pin so I could wear it proudly all day .. and it meant so much to me as an American .. so yes we all came together then .. the kindness that was displayed was amazing ..I still have that pin thanks to that very kind stranger !! ❤️🙏
My husband was military and called me from work. "What is going on?" All I could say was we are going to war. I cried all morning.
I remember exactly where I was as I watched the Towers fall. Such a tough song and so hard to teach without getting emotional.
So true. I tear up evertime
I remember that day like yesterday
Yea, I was just getting up that day. I just barley started my freshmen (one month into it) year.
I was Active Duty US Air Force and sitting in training when the live video stream suddenly appeared on the screen instead of the speaker's PowerPoint slides. Immediately, all 200+ of us were ready to engage, to fight to save our beloved country. Many of us would get the chance to do just that, even it was months later. Yes, the world stopped turning that day.
Thank you
was in SD in the air force at elllsworth afb locking it down
September 11th was a terrible terrible day. I remember it like it was yesterday. But starting September 12th, and a for a few weeks afterwards, we became the country we always said we were. We were united. We didn't think they attacked New York, they attacked all of us. We stood by each other. We cried together. We were angry together. We united together. As horrific as September 11th was, my favorite day will always be September 12th.
I'm with you brother. Sept. 12th, a bitter sweet day in America.
@@gordonduke8812 Very bitter sweet indeed.
The line "class full of innocent children" always gets me, because this happened my 2nd week of being a teacher and that was exactly what I was doing. Talk about the moment you realize you're not a kid in college, but an adult with the responsibility for children in your care. We had no idea what was happening in the world outside. We sent the kids home and left the building not knowing what life was going to be like. It was a scary drive home.
My teacher, every year he would tell us the story of teaching his class and he all taught us a lot, it had a tremendous impact on me. And thank you for all you do.
I was in the fifth grade when it happened. They made a big announcement to us kids and started working straight on getting us all home. I just remember being scared and sad at the same time. I was old enough to know what happened but not quite old enough to know how to handle it
I was in the classroom with a room full of 1st graders . It was so hard not to just sit down and cry .
I was in 6th grade when it happened. Someone from the office came to the room and whispered to the teacher. Then the teacher turned on the news. It was surreal. It felt like a scene from a movie. They let us out early.
I was still in early elementary school when these events happened.
The day after this happened, my daughter and her kids and I cooked all night and took all the food to the nearest Fire Station and gave them the food and thanked them. We have done it every year since. Ni matter when we lived, we did the same. Now my grandchildren do the same thing with us.
my world stopped turning Dec 22, 2019 at 4:15pm when my husband of 46 years took his last breath
so sorry..
This is one of the worst days I can remember. I wish this country could act like we did in the days following this great tragedy.
I’ve often thought this too. The time when all Americans no matter their background came together as one United proud family.
@@susanconstable2113 yes its a shame it took something so tragic to bring us back together. I'm afraid we might be too far gone now to fix this country
@@susanconstable2113 Exactly and it will take something like 9/11 for us to unite again. But so many people have forgotten about that day. I will never forget about that day.
I hate what this song represents..sigh! My oldest son was in 2nd grade, I was home with my 8 month old son. Watched the 2nd tower fall. My Grandmother called in panic telling me to get my son out of school and rush to her house, bc we all needed to be together. Faith, Hope, & Love are some good things he gave us, & the greatest is Love! 4sure, 4sure!
Love you all 💕🇱🇷🙏🏼
When he says, Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened, I did that every single day. To this day I still think about it wishing it didnt happen
I was having my first cup of coffee when my husband called and told me to turn on the tv. He'd heard what must be a mistake, on the radio.
When the second plane hit, the reality of it not being an accident hit. I burst into tears and hit my knees, begging God to spare people.
I was in school, sixth grade English literature class. I was called to my principal to meet my father ( Army ) . Before that day was over he was in New York City, searching rubble for survivors and maintaining what order they could. My grandfather was working in counter intelligence at the time and also was sent to New York City that day. my grandmother was working for SEMO (state emergency management office). My aunt and I went home and just... stared at the tv, waiting for any and all news.
I was also in my sixth grade class as well. Don't remember what we were learning, but do remember tvs being brought into the classroom where we watched it happen
I was in 6th grade homeroom. We had just finished the pledge and announcements when the principle told all the teachers to turn on the tv.
I was in 7th grade i don't remember the class but I remember i didn't find out till me and my family were watching a movie that day
Thank you all for your service 🇱🇷
Thats a feeling I will never forget. I held my young children and cried. Hoped I would NEVER feel that way again but 2020 has brought back those feelings at times.
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Every September 11th does bring that member back to me I dream working there when I was 5yrs old I'm 30 now
This kicks me in the gut, I lost my Great Aunt in the attack, she was on the 82nd if tower 2
I was 21, in las Vegas for a bakers convention
I'm sorry for your loss 🙏
I'm so sorry for your loss 💕
The line "Did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her" absolutely breaks me
My son joined the Marines because of 9/11.. he is close to retirement now almost 20 yrs as a Marine
Tell your son he is loved, dont listen to the hate. Love is the most important.
that morning i watched from the time the first plane hit i thought iy was a small plane that had gone off course,then to my horror i watched the second one hit i went to my family and said wake up something is happening and its bad. but there was real love and respect shown to each other we were a firefighter family at the time and the respct and love shown to them was amazing.that love and respect is still there somewhere we just have to be willing to use it again.
I was asleep when the first plane hit. I woke up and turned on the TV just in time to see the second strike. I reached for the phone. Dialed my Mom, and said, is this real? She said only, "yes", We both sat in silence watching the news. We all remember. For months I cried every day!
I remember exactly. I was getting ready for my shift in a Recovery Room at a hospital in Bham. I cried and cried. I was told not to talk about it in front of our patients. I recovered a elderly black man. When he woke up he said ' I'll go! I'll fight! Let me go fight!.' I cried and held his hand. We had fellow employees that lost a family member. Thank you for this video.
This song always brings me peace and makes me cry. Listen again. You'll hear more
Be grateful that you were too young to understand or remember what was going on. I sat in front of the TV all day just crying. Seeing people jump out the windows to their death was so devastating to watch. And then when the building collapsed, I have no words. I'll never forget the sight of the 2nd plane slamming into the 2nd tower. I was one of those people in the song who went to church and held hands with some strangers. I don't know why because I hadn't been to church in 20 years, I just felt the need. The upside was how we did all unite as Americans for a while. I'd drive around my neighborhood and everybody was flying their American flags. It felt good to be united like that.
I was off from my job from the police department in a small Texas town. I heard it on the radio. I stopped at a local cafe to check the TV. After letting what was happening sink in. I went home changed into my uniform and went to work. I'll never forget that day the feelings that went with it.
The first time he did this song was a few months later at the CMA awards. Ended with a standing ovation. As for me, working my ass off in the Air Force for days!
I will never forget that awful day. It’s difficult to see footage from that horrific day without crying.
I was 12 days from turning 10, so I knew what happened but at that age I didn't know what that meant. Something that has stuck with me in the 19 years since though is I wish the country could go back to how we were on 9/12/01, we were a stronger country and more United than ever
This song is so amazing. It always makes you remember what our military is fighting for. Keep them, the first responders who are still to this day dying from the smoke, dust, and chemicals they breathed in. The family's who lost loved ones. In New York, Washington DC, and Pennsylvania.
It was harder for me to sleep. My Insomnia got worse. I seen it happening in my sleep. My friends woke me. I thought they where playing a joke. But when I seen the news. I fell to my knees and cried. I even went through shock. It took me 3 hours before I could move. 9/11/2001, married 12/19/2001.
I was a high school drama teacher. My classroom became a haven as kids came in all day to watch the tv and hold one another and talk and try to process....It changed us all. My “kids” from that day are the age of your parents now.
It means a lot to me to see you, who are so young you can’t remember it and clearly NOT a kid who would have been listening to country music your whole life to listen and empathize and SEE the images the song conveys.
“Never Forget.” That was the phrase that was coined then and has been repeated... but I worry that your generation cannot remember what you have never known.
Thank you for opening your heart and awareness to that truth.
“Those who do not know the past, are doomed to repeat it.”
The bonding of music is universal.
Thank you for listening and learning and sharing that human experience. ❤️💕
Alan Jackson writes songs that seem simple but get to the heart of one’s feelings. One such song he wrote is so simple it is complex. Give a listen/reaction to Home.
I was home ...I knew my husband would end up leaving going to war.. he did...I watched the people jumping from the windows then just sat and cried...my heart just broke
I was 16. No school that day. My mom yelled for me to turn on the news and i tuned in just to see the 2nd plane flying into the south tower. I cried so hard but still had to go to work at subway. Everyone wrote their orders on paper. No words were spoken. All you heard was radio coverage
I cannot hear this without crying.
I was 26 when this happened, and it’s one of the hardest things I’ve ever been through. It was such a scary time!
I remember that day well. I was at work. We spent the morning watching the tv in disbelief. Shock and fear were what we were feeling. This is a great song.. emotional for sure.
I was a newly*ish wed living in my first apartment, our first apartment. We didn't have a tv but heard it on the radio and I thought got to get to mom's house to see this. We saw the 2 tower fall, live and the first fall on repeat. My oldest was really young.
Love this song, still brings tears to my eyes. Sad day
I lived next door to my parents when this happened, and found out when I went to my parent's house for breakfast. My mom and I stood in the front room in shock watching the news.
When you think of 9/11 songs, most talk about anger, revenge, war; but here it's all about love and getting through it together. I think that's what makes this song so special
Yes, I remembered vividly where I was on that day. And the country did come together like I never imagined possible. It was just after my second child was born and it actually scared me about the future of the world. It's always been a song/video that moves me in my own way. Today I'm honestly more worried about how divided we have become over politics. All Men created equal has been forgotten by so many. Thank you for this reaction.
I had woken up and showered getting ready to have breakfast and then head off to my college as I had classes that day. I turned on the TV and sat there in shock. I can’t remember if I even ate any of my breakfast even though I know I was hungry. I couldn’t believe it. I drove to my college campus but they had closed down in case there were more highjacked planes intending on crashing into highly-populated locations. I went home and called my relatives and went out and gave blood the next day. I never was the same after that day. It’s something that younger generations won’t ever understand completely because you’d have to have lived it. With all of the bad that it brought one positive was that for a little while the Mass Media stopped telling us how different we were and allowed themselves to refrain from their agenda-driven content for a while as the news was covered with true stories of how united we became as Americans because of that tragedy. They weren’t calling us African Americans and Latino Americans and White Americans, they simply called us Americans and that’s what we’ve always been. We were united with that common bond of patriotism and American Pride regardless of color, religion, or creed. We began to visit with neighbors and everybody began helping everybody. It was great to behold. For a little while we were united! Then after a while the Mass Media got tired of promoting those stories of togetherness and went back to telling us what they wanted us to hear. They took off the replays of the collisions because it might incite violence or upset those of certain religious beliefs. They once again began referring to us as hyphenated Americans and trying their best to prove how different we all were and how talking about the tragedy was no longer helpful. That event taught me to despise the mainstream media and to get my news from truly independent sources. Americans that are black, brown, white, olive, etc., have so very much more in common than their skin tone and we need to focus on what makes us similar rather than what makes us different. We have less in common with foreigners who happen to share the same level of melanin as us and much more in common with Americans of any color. It’s okay to love your country, love your flag, and to love your fellow citizens.
That day is burned into my memory, the beautiful weather that day, the smell in the air. I was at a courthouse in a small country town, we were told to evacuate evacuate...no one knew why. I had the radio on in my car and heard we were under attack. I stopped at the American Legion where I worked and we all just sat there watching the TV, no one spoke...just gasps..I got home as fast as I could thinking my children would be let out of school, but they weren't..I just sat there all alone crying until my children came home, I hugged them tighter than ever...than sat there analyzing my life. 😢
I was in class in junior high school. I still cry when i hear this song
Now do "The Bravest" by Tom Paxton. It is a tribute to the firemen that day.
#TeamDreamers, I remember that day and will for the rest of my life....... I was sitting on the floor with my laptop and my brother busted through my door telling me to turn on the news... I was 25... I am still floored its been almost 20 years feels like yesterday
If you’re ever in the mood for your “allergies” to act up, react to “it’s been 15 years daddy”. Also about 9/11 but I warn you it is brutal
I'm not even a father and that song plays my heart strings like Charlie Daniels on a fiddle. Brutal is the perfect word for it
That song gutted Me
I just listened to it and damn the water works came in
Wasn't born till a couple years after, rip to all victims and god bless the family's,
I was in gym class, 8th grade when the announcement came over the intercom. We had a snack break after that class and I went to my math class to set my books down and Mrs. Pardue had it on the TV. We watched the second plane hit, after that class we watched the first one fall.
By the time we graduated, a lot of us enlisted.
Now, 19 years later, we're still losing good men in that sand pit.
That day changed the country. The government pushed for draconian measures, it radicalized a lot of people, it set the wheels in motion for endless wars.
I will say, 12 September there was more unity than I've ever seen and I wish we could get back to that day
I am born and raised in Kentucky...57 years old. My husband at that time was offered a job in Grand Rapids, Michigan. We moved and I got a job at a vet clinic...we didn't have a tv...just a radio. The vet and I were in surgery when the receptionist came in and told us what she heard on the radio...vet thought it was a prank being pulled by the radio station. The receptionist got the radio and plugged it in and stayed in the surgical room...she looked like she was going to pass out. Didn't take long to know that it wasn't a prank. I was told later that a few people came in for different reasons...picking up medicines..not appointments. Some had not heard what had happened. First chance I got I went outside and called my mom back home in Kentucky. I couldn't wrap my mind around it...closest thing to 9/11 was the Challenger explosion. It took Mom's voice for it to be "real". On my lunch break I went to my favorite Chinese restaurant...they had a TV and it was obvious that they had been crying when I walked in..I was the only customer at that hour. They apologized over and over for crying while they fixed my lunch..told them it was okay..don't apologize for crying....they didn't charge me for my lunch..they recognized me but I couldn't eat it. It was about 1:30 pm before I saw the footage. I wanted to stay but had to get back to the clinic. We didn't have a customer for the rest of that day but we stayed open in case of an emergency. I remember driving to and from work and it was unreal how many American flags were lined up in every median. The small town we lived in was very conservative Christian and the further west you went, that didn't change. I have never understood why the churches were not open except for the normal service times. With all of the pleas for prayers, those churches never opened their doors and people were trying to find one...didn't matter if it was Baptist, Methodist, anything. I have waited all of these years wanting an answer because I can't figure out. After moving back home, eventually got divorced and moved into an apartment in a old house. On the other side of my living room wall, a gentleman named Ahmad lived there. Over time, we became very close friends and then my little brother by choice and to my Mom, he was the third son she didn't give birth to. When I added him on Facebook, it got ugly. Some couldn't believe that I became friends with a terrorist. One friend told me that it was his wish that I be the first throat they slash. It's never a good thing to piss off an eastern Kentucky liberal redneck woman. I happily blocked those people..some I had known for decades. Sorry, got side tracked. I do wonder if I had watched it when it happened if that would have made the impact on me harder...I think it would.
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Me and my spouse were waiting for the traffic light in Durham NC across from the eye center for an appointment for a artificial eye, listening to the John Boy and Billy radio show. A loud screaming interruption 😮 I thought something happened in the studio. After a few seconds that seemed like forever and a lot of OMG OMG OMG, they told us of the 1st plane crash. We entered the Dr office and asked for TV and together we watched the rest of the horror play out. It's a memory for the rest of my life 😢.
I was in school. But my dad was in the Marine Corps and I went to school on a base. We were sheltered in place. We were given a MP escort home. We were in full lockdown on base for 3 days and unfortunately we had a idea of what the future held with parents in the military. Everyone who was a child of a military member at that time knew because we were already exposed to it. I enlisted 2 years later on my 17th birthday.
Remember that day like it was yesterday. 😭😭😫
A day that will never ever be forgotten. We were home and in total shock. We stayed glued to the tv for days.
I will never forget that day. The feelings I felt. The silence. The sadness. I saw the towers fall live on tv. Never forget
I was going to break at work. Walked into the break room saw everybody looking at the TV. So I turned to see the second plane crash into the second TOWER. I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT DAY.
We were living in Riyadh Saudi Arabia during911 ,the community came to our door and hugged us cried with us and prayed with us. Never forget that time.
Alan is one of the greatest send him prayers, lost my bro in towers, special forces always, protect you always
I'll never forget the May before 9/11/01, I had a dream of living in a tall multi-story glass house and I could see planes falling out of the sky. I was going to fly to Florida in June and was afraid to fly. After we got back safe from our trip, I didn't think about my dream again until that September. I'll never forget, I saw the flight number in my dream, # 175 was the one I saw in my dream. To see that flight number show up on 9/11, it just brought chills to me and an intense sadness because the fear resurfaced. I felt the fear to my core.
Mr. Jackson wrote that song the same night and next day. He needed to heal.
20 years now and still get tears in my eyes when I think of it, one day before my birthday. 🙏
Was with my mother who was terminally ill with cancer when my sister called saying a plane had crashed into one of the Trade Towers & to turn on TV....immediately thought it was a hijacker.My belief was a Legit pilot would have put a crash in the ocean. Remember Mom arguing that point right up until the 2nd tower was hit. Felt like WW2 to mom who vividly remembered Pearl Harbor. Then the Pentagon was hit. Then the skies emptied as we waited for news of one missing plane. Watched the Towers start to list & screamed at the TV...GET OUT! Then they fell and waiting for news on victims & 1st responders...& waited & waited. Wanted to donate blood but as did so many others...only to find out it wasn't as needed as 1st broadcast...too many dead. RIP...I will never forget! This song just perfectly illustrates so much of that day.
It changed my life. I was so shocked. I cried. But I also realised that my life ment something. So two months after the twin towers fell, I got married. And have stayed married since.
I remember that I was woken up by my mother calling me to tell me to turn on the TV. My then husband was stationed at Fort Campbell, KY, and they locked down base completely. He was sent a month later to Afghanistan for the first time. Crazy times, man.
I remember I was in band class grade 6 and Mr. McDaniel walked in and started his lesson on G scales..! ...the Principal came over the PA... He told all teachers to pause their lesson and take a call.
Mr. McDaniel did so...
Then he came back out of his office and rolled the TV out.
I'll never forget
I miss that unity that was shown.
United we stand, Divided we fall
I had just gotten off a night shift on an ambulance. I was a rather new Paramedic. I had gotten home and crashed into the bed at my parents house. A little while later one of my best friends, a very calm and even keeled guy, called our home and my Mother answered and said "Sorry Steve, but Rick is asleep, he works night shifts and just got off" Steve replied "Turn on your TV and wake him up RIGHT NOW". She did and I turned on the TV just in time to see the second plane hit the tower. Like everyone else we just stared at the screen and had very little to say. About an hour later I got the call that all Medics were required to report to work. I lived near Cape Canaveral in FL and due to the craziness and uncertainty of that day there was concern that ANY government site could be a target.
Looking back, it is almost surreal. I ended up working as a private contract Paramedic in the Middle East (Iraq and Afghanistan) for about 4 years. And it all started on 9/11. Been a medic for 23 years now, still feels like it happened a few days ago when I hear this song.
I was in my 6th grade math class that morning, we were just old enough to understand something important and grave had happened but not old enough to quite understand what it really meant for our own future.
I was at work. I cried and prayed for the people inside the Trade Centers. I also prayed for the families. GOD be with families please.
Alan Jackson "Someday"
I remember that day. I live on the west coast. It was the beginning of my senior year and I woke up at 7 for school. I walked into my grandma's kitchen and looked at her and was instantly worried. My grandma was looking up at the TV and had a lock on her face that I had never seen before. It was sadness, anger, shocked and worried. I looked up at the TV and just saw that black smoke. Looking back at my grandma, realizing it later, I know she knew where this act was going to lead. She was born in 1936 and saw more than 1 war start. I was in shock. As naive as this is going to sound, I didn't think anyone could hate us that much. I thought wars were stuff we read about in the history books and we had moved passed all that crap.
I am an adult now and I of course know differently now but I still cannot fathom the level of hatred it takes to commit such an act. For that, I'm grateful. It must be a really miserable life to have that much hatred within yourself.
Your reaction really moved me, but I was affected by this tragedy far more differently than my fellow Americans. You see, I was born and raised a Syrian Arabic Muslim woman in Long Beach California. I am a 1st generation American. I was sitting in my first year of college taking a current events class when we saw the planes hit the towers, and like everyone else in my classroom, I was terrified! And for a moment, when seeing how this horrible tragedy brought my fellow Americans closer I felt proud in a time of terroristic tragedy. But I was never 'allowed' (for lack of a better term) to feel this unity that brought my fellow Americans together. Instead, I was singled out. My mosque was bombed, I was cast out, called a terrorist, and left to mourn the tragic loss on my own. I did have some support. I remember when I went to go check on my teacher he specifically asked me if I was okay and told me I needed to be careful, but nothing prepared me for the pure hatred that I felt, not just aimed at me ,but the hatred and shame I felt for who I am. A Syrian American in the USA. I remember thinking he was being absurd, and that I would be fine. I went to go donate blood and I remember the first time I felt the hatred aimed at me. A lady pointed somewhere behind me and said "Don't take her blood, she's one of them" and I frantically turned to look around me only to realize she was aiming at me. Shame filled me, and my face turned blood red, but I stayed in the line only to be informed that I could not donate. I found it was because I was pregnant, and not because of who I am. That was how I found out I was pregnant. So now I was bringing another Muslim American into this world who was going to experience the things I was experiencing. I want to say that it got better. That I eventually I felt included. That my family's business wasn't targeted, that we didn't have to shut down, and we weren't driving out of that small town from the hatred, but sadly we were. I still have memories of being asked to leave a theater once because I made the other guests feel threatened. I remember the first time my husband had to experience the racism aimed at me. He is an active-duty Air Force member. An ignorant person called me a derogatory term and proceeded to back his bike up against the spot I was standing in to reve his pipes against the back of my calves resulting in burns. I had to hold my husband back to keep him from attacking the man. It took me and his father, who was a retired Army Airborne Ranger to hold that man back. All because I spoke to my son in Arabic and said "God protect you" to him when he fell and scraped his knee in the parking lot. I wish I could say that to this day I still don't experience the racism, but I can't. You see, unlike my fellow Muslim sister, I do not wear a hijab. I fear for my safety if I did wear one. The one time I wore one not even a year ago (it wasn't even a hijab, I had a scar wrapped around my head because I had a headache) an elderly black male ripped it off my head and spit on it then told me to go back to my country. This is my Country. I am a Proud American! And I will defend it with all I have, and I will stand at my husband's side and hold down the fort while he fights to protect you all and your right to live in a world where you can practice your (sadly) hatred and beliefs, and where I'm still learning how to openly practice mine. I look back at 9/11 with such pride in my country, but still feel that twinge of shame as well... I don't know that I'll ever stop feeling that.
Freshman in highschool, current events class. What a surreal moment, when the teacher turned on the news. The room had never been so quiet...
I was in my 10th grade history class. The vice principal told my teacher Turn on your TV! History is happening in real time. This will be in your students children's history books!
I was at work watching it with my clients and i went to the floor grabbed the chair and someone helped me in it...i worked in construction earlier...and i said start praying if you're not already because they were gonna fall...it was then that my heart was was screaming for everyone in there and all around outside to run...ive been up to the top on a tour long ago, and i remember it all, looking down at the street...i couldnt stop crying...they fell...i screamed out loud and everyone ran in...i ran for my office to call my children at two schools and my Daddy...l left work went to tj's bar in willis Texas to check in with everyone in our small town back then and went home to hold my children...the televisions stayed on for weeks...it was unforgettable. Such a tragedy.
Those poor souls.. man I'd give my life to bring someone back that had someone to love..
I was living with a friend of mine. I was hanging up a.load of laundry and we got a phone call from my friends aunt or grandma l can't remember now. She told us all to get in the house and stay in there.
So l left the laundry and went back in the house and stayed in the house the rest of the night.
Very sad day.
Thanks to all the men and women who fought and are still fighting for this great country.
Congress had this song read into the Congressional Record to honor all those killed and all the survivors of that event
We lived in Connecticut not far away, I stood there crying as it was happening on television because we had family and friends working in the city, the first hit from the plane was so terrible, we stood there praying for the people, then the second plane hit the second tower and fear set in, no one knew how many attacks would come, then they hit the pentagon, and we lost citizens taking down the fourth plane before it could hot Washington, they gave their lives to save others as their plane went down, no one knew how many more attacks were coming. I stood with co workers waiting to hear if their families were coming on, so many commuted from Connecticut to New York everyday, i attended funerals for those we lost, it should never be forgotten, I am still crying now typing this.
I was 11 a very naive sheltered 11. So its hard to remember my feelings. I remember being confused why something in NY effected me in TX and as the months unfolded I understood a bit more. I remember coming back from gym and my teacher telling us and gave us free hour but refused to turn on the news. Some parents picked up some kids. Looking back Im thankful she didn't my child innocent mind couldn't handle it, I didn't even understand why my cartoon channels had news instead. I remember my mom telling me to go outside and put in old VHS tapes during dinner since it was only news for months. My brother was 17 and has a completely different take. His teacher put on the news and he remembers it more clearly. A difference 6 years makes.
I don’t think anyone in the world could forget, unless you were too young or ill.🙏😢
I remember everything about that horrible day! Never Forget 9/11 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
My children were in DC. I had worked the night shift and fell asleep with the TV on. I woke up to the planes. It's still heartbreaking. So many people were affected. I went to New York to help the clean up.
I was working at the pentagon at the time. I was home with my baby who was sick. I would not be here today if she wasn’t. I cried for my friends we didn’t make it. This song touches me every time I hear it.
My wife and I had had a fight the night before, I woke up and was feeding our (now 19yo) baby girl. She came in and said a plane hit the WTC. I said it happened before, she said turn on the damn TV. And I did just as the second one hit.
I had gotten out of the Army (Desert Storm Vet) just 6yrs before that.
I could not believe MY fkn country had just been attacked on our own soil!!!
On 9/12 I told Selena that I was going to the Recruiter Station and Re-Upping.. she told me point blank she couldn't handle that again and if I wanted to see her or our kids again, I would rethink that decision... I feel I let down my brothers by not going, but by God I did all I could to support them and their families, but it still bothers me that I wasn't there in the fight pulling a Tight 360 with my boys.
The only time in my life I sat there in shock watching live on TV not knowing what was coming next
@Dream Team Neal As an army brat of 2 vets who grew up on military bases, have many active and retired military family members, a 911 survivor and 1st responder and a federal agent, this song got to me beyond belief. I remember it like a crystal clear nightmare. I worked at WTC. Survived. Went to get my son and see my mother bcuz at the time cells weren’t working due to the sheer traffic of calls. I hugged and kissed my family then went right back. The first 2-3 were rescue missions. Afterward, it was recovery efforts. I will never forget calling for bodybags like every 5 minutes. At some point we were finding just pieces. An intestine, limbs, appendages, etc. I still haven’t been back to the site to visit the memorial since. 🇺🇸 💪🏾
I was in fourth grade. I still vividly remember one of the office staff coming in and handing a paper to the teacher. They weren’t allowed to tell us, but it was clear something was troubling her. Then I got home and my mom had it on the news. I don’t even remember if we ate dinner that night, I just remember my parents and I sitting around the TV and crying. I also remember my mom telling me she was working in the school kitchen that morning and they heard on the radio that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. Remember, at the time the first plane hit many people thought it was an accident. But she and one of her coworkers apparently looked at each other with fear in their eyes and said “Bin Laden....”
There are people I knew over there that I've never heard from since....😢 That IS a day that will never be forgotten.
As a Canadian, I know where I was and what I was doing and my military husband was in Afghanistan at the time. I was transfixed to the television for the whole week as I watched in horror of what had happened and the following news that was on our news channel. Selfishly, I was happy to hear my husband's voice telling me that he was fine but that they were on guard and he wasn't sure when he'd be able to call me again. One week that I will never forget. RIP to all who perished and condolences to all who lost a loved one.
I worked graveyard that day. We got off at 6:35 am, California time.
We were dispatchers. Sitting in front of a huge screen, TV screen.
I was traumatized from the moment that I seen the second plane hit the second building.
I knew at that moment that this was no accident.
I knew at this moment that it was an attack on the United States of America. Then pentagon, then the rest.... I cried for 3 days nonstop.
I had a doctor's appointment in a three-story building the second day. I cried and the waiting room I cried during my procedure and I cried after I got out.
I lived very close to an airport.
For 3 days it was complete silent not one airplane crossed the sky.
We were used to seeing 6 to 10 in 1 hour.
Everything changed, our whole world was different from that day on. I will never forget, Where I was, what I saw, and everything that happened for the next 3 days.
They truly were the saddest days of my life. Not for me, but for my children, for my country, and for the world! 🇺🇸❤️😭
God Bless America 🇺🇸❤️🇺🇸
You have a lot of Love, God Bless, Love you man, keep doing what you do. I love your Passion 💝
You are really sweet, 😘❤️
I wasn't born for two and a half more years after but you read the history books, the journals, blogs, visit the cites, and talk to people that were there and you really get a sense of how afraid and angry people were
I was home sick from school. My grandma held me tight while we watched. My grandpa was harvesting crops when he found out what happened he turned harvest off and sent everyone home.
why, why this is a super great song,i love this song
Was in high school. We watched it all day in every class. Most striking thing to me was the quiet...an entire school of children and it was quiet all day. Only time the cafeteria was ever quiet.
I was at Disney World with my family😟 Had to evacuate 25 mins after walking into the theme park. Hella Scary, I was 13 years old.
I was 30 and I heard it at the doctor's office for my yearly checkup in Savannah. I immediately called my sister, who was working in NYC. We couldn't get through until the next day. It was horrific. my anxiety level hit the roof. She finally got a hold of me and said she was okay. She had a lot of acquaintances who worked at a insurance company on one of the floors of the twin towers. They all perished. It was horrific, to say the least/
I just got home from working a grave yard shift at a casino, turned on the tv seconds later, the second tower was struck. I lost a lot of sleep that day, my eyes were glued to the tv. I also remember when Mt. Saint Helens blew her top, and the space shuttle Challenger exploding during lift off.
Trace Adkins- Welcome to hell
It’s a diss track to Osama bin laden and it’s hilarious. 🙂🤙🏻
Pray also for the first responders who have or will die from exposure to toxic dust and fumes. There have been awful, ongoing health consequences for those brave souls.
Your reaction is beautiful. So genuine feeling. America after 9/11 was a beautiful place.