I was getting ready for class at BYU-I when one of my roommate ran in telling me to turn on the radio. At first they thought it was an accident, but they were starting to speculate if it was something more. At first I thought it was some kind of farce like what a tv channel had done about an asteroid or something when my mom was young. Then the reporters kept repeating the information and Amber (my aforementioned roommate) had the TV on so I went to watch the footage and watched the second tower get hit live. Then the news reporters stopped saying that the first hit was an accident and this was planned. I have to admit I thought the U.S. was impenetrable before this day. It shook me up. I called my mom just to hear her voice. I knew she was safe, but I wanted her to know that I loved her and that I was ok. She assured me that all family immediate and extended were accounted for. I have to say being so far away from it helped to make it not seem so real, but when we moved back east and it was mentioned, there was such a silence that would come over the room. So many of them had family and friends involved. I'm just so grateful that I didn't have to experience that. But it will definitely be a day I won't soon forget.
I was asleep at college. My mother called and said they were attacking us. I said who? She said they don't know who yet. I remember going and filling my gas tank and buying 4 gallons of water. I then went to work.
My uncle was at the world trade center, my family feels so blessed that his life was spared. I have been to shanksville a few times because it is close to our house. Each time I go there I am so proud of those people and the sacrifice that they made. They had no idea what was going on but they knew what they needed to do to protect others, WOW!
I had just gotten out of the shower. I turned on my radio (as I usually do while I'm preparing for the day), and I heard the news. I ran to the tv, and I sat motionless for about an hour while watching the second plane crash.
I too was shocked that something like that would happen to us. For me it was more thinking of how many countries we've helped. Why would anyone want to attack us like that? (I'm still not sure).
I was driving to SLCC to meet up with Vanilla Bean to go exercising. I heard on the radio and ran into the Institute just in time to watch the second plane hit. We also ran into Daisy and Daffy (was anyone else there?) we all prayed together and it was a big blessing for me that I could be around Oakcrestees during such a scary and stressful time.
I was in class at SUU. My professor came in and said that we were going to go forward with class as usual. All of us sat there and looked at each other, like...of course it is. The professor was shaken...and he was the type of person that can't be shook. :)
Finally someone spoke up and asked what he was talking about. We all sat in silence for the rest of class. I did not make it to any more classes that day. My room mates and I sat at the t.v. until I couldn't sit there any more. So I drove down to St. George to donate blood.
I was up late last night and turned on the History channel. They were showing raw footage that people caught with their camcorders. It was so unreal to revisit those emotions, that I put away seven years ago...
This was just two weeks before I went into the MTC so I wasn't working. I had just gone back to bed after we had family prayer before my dad went to work, and the phone rang and my dad told my mom to turn on the tv. She sounded alarmed, so I went into the living room. I was glued to my tv all day, I don't think I even got out of my pjs. I, like everyone else, couldn't believe this could happen on US soil. I couldn't stop watching all of the footage for like, three days, even though it was the same video over and over. I had a wedding that I was doing on the 14th at the SLC temple, so I was down there for the day of remembrance ceremonies at the Tabernacle. I had time to catch the noon one, and I was sat in the overflow. The coolest thing was towards the end, I think when we were singing one of the last songs, and I think it was either America the Beautiful or God Bless America. . . or something similarly patriotic. All of a sudden, a man walked to the front of the assembly hall, up on the podium. Until then, I, and perhaps others, hadn't noticed the American flag that was standing at the back of the podium. The man picked it up, brought it out of the shadows, and stood in front of the room, holding it with enormous pride. The way he held it, he had to have been ex-military or at least a scout. It made me cry. Very powerful moment.
I know I am kinda late on sharing where I was but here it goes....
I was up at USU in class at 8:30 in the morning. It was a lab I was required to do for Geology class. Rocks huh!? Our teacher told us what was going on...I being very naive had no idea what the twin towers even were. I thought it was strange that airplanes were flying into buildings. After my class, I was walking through the TSC and watched the footage on the TVs that were hanging next to the computer lab. I ran to my apartment and watched it on the news and couldn't believe what was happening. I felt very uncomforable all day. I had to go to my history class that day and that's all we talked about. I remember coming home from my classes that night and listening to Pres. Hinckely our prophet and the amazing comfort I felt listening to his wisdom and love that Heavenly Father had for us. I was so grateful to know that day and my testimony grew that we had a prophet that knew what Heavenly Father wanted us to know about that day.
Ps I loved hearing about all that you were doing that same day.
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I was getting ready for class at BYU-I when one of my roommate ran in telling me to turn on the radio. At first they thought it was an accident, but they were starting to speculate if it was something more. At first I thought it was some kind of farce like what a tv channel had done about an asteroid or something when my mom was young. Then the reporters kept repeating the information and Amber (my aforementioned roommate) had the TV on so I went to watch the footage and watched the second tower get hit live. Then the news reporters stopped saying that the first hit was an accident and this was planned. I have to admit I thought the U.S. was impenetrable before this day. It shook me up. I called my mom just to hear her voice. I knew she was safe, but I wanted her to know that I loved her and that I was ok. She assured me that all family immediate and extended were accounted for.
I have to say being so far away from it helped to make it not seem so real, but when we moved back east and it was mentioned, there was such a silence that would come over the room. So many of them had family and friends involved. I'm just so grateful that I didn't have to experience that. But it will definitely be a day I won't soon forget.
I was asleep at college. My mother called and said they were attacking us. I said who? She said they don't know who yet. I remember going and filling my gas tank and buying 4 gallons of water. I then went to work.
My uncle was at the world trade center, my family feels so blessed that his life was spared.
I have been to shanksville a few times because it is close to our house. Each time I go there I am so proud of those people and the sacrifice that they made. They had no idea what was going on but they knew what they needed to do to protect others, WOW!
I had just gotten out of the shower. I turned on my radio (as I usually do while I'm preparing for the day), and I heard the news. I ran to the tv, and I sat motionless for about an hour while watching the second plane crash.
I too was shocked that something like that would happen to us. For me it was more thinking of how many countries we've helped. Why would anyone want to attack us like that? (I'm still not sure).
I was driving to SLCC to meet up with Vanilla Bean to go exercising. I heard on the radio and ran into the Institute just in time to watch the second plane hit. We also ran into Daisy and Daffy (was anyone else there?) we all prayed together and it was a big blessing for me that I could be around Oakcrestees during such a scary and stressful time.
I was in class at SUU. My professor came in and said that we were going to go forward with class as usual. All of us sat there and looked at each other, like...of course it is. The professor was shaken...and he was the type of person that can't be shook. :)
Finally someone spoke up and asked what he was talking about. We all sat in silence for the rest of class. I did not make it to any more classes that day. My room mates and I sat at the t.v. until I couldn't sit there any more. So I drove down to St. George to donate blood.
I was up late last night and turned on the History channel. They were showing raw footage that people caught with their camcorders. It was so unreal to revisit those emotions, that I put away seven years ago...
This was just two weeks before I went into the MTC so I wasn't working. I had just gone back to bed after we had family prayer before my dad went to work, and the phone rang and my dad told my mom to turn on the tv. She sounded alarmed, so I went into the living room. I was glued to my tv all day, I don't think I even got out of my pjs. I, like everyone else, couldn't believe this could happen on US soil. I couldn't stop watching all of the footage for like, three days, even though it was the same video over and over. I had a wedding that I was doing on the 14th at the SLC temple, so I was down there for the day of remembrance ceremonies at the Tabernacle. I had time to catch the noon one, and I was sat in the overflow. The coolest thing was towards the end, I think when we were singing one of the last songs, and I think it was either America the Beautiful or God Bless America. . . or something similarly patriotic. All of a sudden, a man walked to the front of the assembly hall, up on the podium. Until then, I, and perhaps others, hadn't noticed the American flag that was standing at the back of the podium. The man picked it up, brought it out of the shadows, and stood in front of the room, holding it with enormous pride. The way he held it, he had to have been ex-military or at least a scout. It made me cry. Very powerful moment.
I know I am kinda late on sharing where I was but here it goes....
I was up at USU in class at 8:30 in the morning. It was a lab I was required to do for Geology class. Rocks huh!? Our teacher told us what was going on...I being very naive had no idea what the twin towers even were. I thought it was strange that airplanes were flying into buildings. After my class, I was walking through the TSC and watched the footage on the TVs that were hanging next to the computer lab. I ran to my apartment and watched it on the news and couldn't believe what was happening. I felt very uncomforable all day. I had to go to my history class that day and that's all we talked about. I remember coming home from my classes that night and listening to Pres. Hinckely our prophet and the amazing comfort I felt listening to his wisdom and love that Heavenly Father had for us. I was so grateful to know that day and my testimony grew that we had a prophet that knew what Heavenly Father wanted us to know about that day.
Ps I loved hearing about all that you were doing that same day.
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