Remembering those who lost their lives that day and those who have sacrificed themselves for all of us since.
Thank You and God bless you.
RIP I remember it so well. 
Also the retweets, likes and shares for 9/11 is pretty tacky. Shouldn’t be done IMO
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It’s a lot better than having to read about Taylor Swift’s new CD coming out and The Buffalo Bills.
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What happened?
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RIP, I was in 2nd period social studies when we got the news. I will never forget that day.
Still such a surreal thing. I wish I was a little older (than 8th grade) to understand the significance of what was happening that day. To everyone my age at that time, it was a big deal but looking back, we couldnt really grasp how this would shape the face of our country for so many years to come. I remember watching the news most the day but still went out and played some neighborhood football by 7pm. I almost feel guilty for taking the security we had for granted.
I hate so many things about this country these days, but im still very proud to be American and very proud of the people who have built us up to be the power we are.
Also, Fuck Terrorists.
Im sorry why?
All I gotta say is it’s a whole new world we live in. But, this country still kicks ass. I fucking love being American. I don’t agree with everything we do but I’ll never regret being born here and living with the freedoms we still have.
It is still a unsettling feeling. Not that it is September 11th and I will hide indoors and never fly…But, that this day re-affirms the fact anything can happen at anytime and every day is a gift.
RIP to those that experienced that circumstance 11 years ago.
My Girlfriend is flying Home with her sister (My Best Friend’s Wife) from Salt Lake today - Safe Travels.
I was in 7th grade social studies. The announcement came over the loudspeaker and I really didn’t know what to make of it. Then our next class our math teacher was in tears worrying that her kids would grow up in a world where they wouldn’t be safe.
Here is one from twitter:
Can we get 43,862 RETWEETS to remember ALL of the 43,862 soldiers, firefighters, and civilians who died of 9/11-related causes? R.I.P.
My reply:
Pretty sad you need 43,862 retweets to remember September 11th.
It’s the same with illnesses, world hunger, etc. Do I really need to share a picture of the WTC in order to remember september 11th? Do I really need to retweet a person to hate cancer? It’s just so fucking dumb.
I’m just sick of the “LIKE” and “SHARE IF YOU AGREE” posts.
All those people that like or share, or post that crap and clutter my newsfeed with poop can die in a fire, in a unrelated to 9/11 kind of way.
First day at NCCC. I heard it on the radio and thought it was a tiny 2seater. Only to walk through the doors and find everyone standing in front of TVs. I think classes were canceled after the 2nd one hit. I remember going home and thinking WTF, then not knowing what to do. I wanted to sign up and give it right back to them.
In that context yeah ok. The people who run those pages for pretty much marketing purposes are fucktards and have no call being near any social network. I thought you meant a simple person putting it as their status.
I was 24 and it was still pretty surreal and difficult to grasp. We had satellite TV at the office and one of the guys always had the news on in the morning. He called me down to his office because the news was talking about some kind of plane crash at the towers and we were both aviation nuts. This was just a little before 9am and at the time CNN wasn’t sure what kind of plane it was and everyone was assuming it was an accident. I’ll never forget the feeling of seeing that 2nd plane come in live on TV, clearly seeing it was a commercial airliner, and shortly after realizing this wasn’t an accident. Then came the rumors of more planes, more attacks… just the general hysteria of it all.
There were only about 10 of us working that day and we were making phone calls to family when we needed a break from the news cycle. After the 2nd tower fell and it all started sinking in the owner said he was going home to be with his family and suggested we all do the same.
I will never forget that day. Deployed and pulling out of port in Turkey. I worked night shift so I was sleeping when the first plane struck. I awoke to everyone losing their minds in front of the tv. I thought I was having a bad dream at first. Then reality struck me and had to sit down.
God bless those lost and those who serve.
You guys are making me feel old.
I just remember spending the four days following without sleep getting equipment and gear ready with the Guard just to get down to NYC. I’ll never forget the smell of ground zero.
I was in college. In the months that followed I was actually worried about a draft, which even now seems absurd.
I, along with like 90% of the country if I remember correctly, was all in favor of raining hell down on the Taliban and al qaeda. Funny how so many have forgotten what it was like and now claim that they were always against the war. The country wasn’t so divided for a while. Flags everywhere. Unity and patriotism carried a little more like feelings than rhetoric.
That was one aspect of this horrible situation that I found to be refreshing. It’s sad how the masses either believe or preach what is trendy.