Where were you?

[Sightseek]

Originally Posted by cmfhb411

I was working uptown that day.

Just before 9am one of my co-workers shouted to the whole site
"My wife just called ! A plane crashed into the World Trade Center !"

With a brief background in the aviation industry, I guessed it must have been
one of those single propeller planes.

When I saw the hole in that building, on one of the TVs, I knew it couldn't have been.

Time to fast forward.........

My family ultimately found out my sister made it to her office about 25 minutes
before her starting time.

She was in the 1st building that got hit on the 97th floor.

After going in and out of the city for the next 36 hours we knew she didn't show up
at any of the hospitals.

I visited the site in December of that year and haven't been back since.

Susan G. Santo was her name. Her name is read out loud along with all of our
friends we lost that day every year at Ground Zero.

Please remember her little girl, her only child, who was just starting kindergarten that week,
who was one of about 1800 children who lost a parent that day.

And remember everyone's lives who were forever altered 8 years ago,
along with all the friends and loved ones who have ever had to deal with
losing one of their own to violent crime and acts of war just like on 9/11/2001,
and on the battlefields.

Susan Gayle Santo

Born September 22, 1976
Taken from us: September 11, 2001

I'm sorry too.

[Arletta]

Originally Posted by cmfhb411

I was working uptown that day.

Just before 9am one of my co-workers shouted to the whole site
"My wife just called ! A plane crashed into the World Trade Center !"

With a brief background in the aviation industry, I guessed it must have been
one of those single propeller planes.

When I saw the hole in that building, on one of the TVs, I knew it couldn't have been.

Time to fast forward.........

My family ultimately found out my sister made it to her office about 25 minutes
before her starting time.

She was in the 1st building that got hit on the 97th floor.

After going in and out of the city for the next 36 hours we knew she didn't show up
at any of the hospitals.

I visited the site in December of that year and haven't been back since.

Susan G. Santo was her name. Her name is read out loud along with all of our
friends we lost that day every year at Ground Zero.

Please remember her little girl, her only child, who was just starting kindergarten that week,
who was one of about 1800 children who lost a parent that day.

And remember everyone's lives who were forever altered 8 years ago,
along with all the friends and loved ones who have ever had to deal with
losing one of their own to violent crime and acts of war just like on 9/11/2001,
and on the battlefields.

Susan Gayle Santo

Born September 22, 1976
Taken from us: September 11, 2001

I can only imagine the horror you and you family wen through that day and the deep grief that followed. I too am sorry for you and your family's loss and hope her little girl is doing well.

We can only hope none of us ever have to go through a day like that again.

[GBBob]

Originally Posted by cmfhb411

I was working uptown that day.

Just before 9am one of my co-workers shouted to the whole site
"My wife just called ! A plane crashed into the World Trade Center !"

With a brief background in the aviation industry, I guessed it must have been
one of those single propeller planes.

When I saw the hole in that building, on one of the TVs, I knew it couldn't have been.

Time to fast forward.........

My family ultimately found out my sister made it to her office about 25 minutes
before her starting time.

She was in the 1st building that got hit on the 97th floor.

After going in and out of the city for the next 36 hours we knew she didn't show up
at any of the hospitals.

I visited the site in December of that year and haven't been back since.

Susan G. Santo was her name. Her name is read out loud along with all of our
friends we lost that day every year at Ground Zero.

Please remember her little girl, her only child, who was just starting kindergarten that week,
who was one of about 1800 children who lost a parent that day.

And remember everyone's lives who were forever altered 8 years ago,
along with all the friends and loved ones who have ever had to deal with
losing one of their own to violent crime and acts of war just like on 9/11/2001,
and on the battlefields.

Susan Gayle Santo

Born September 22, 1976
Taken from us: September 11, 2001

Truly sorry and you have a lot of courage for sharing your story

[pgiaco]

Originally Posted by cmfhb411

I was working uptown that day.

Just before 9am one of my co-workers shouted to the whole site
"My wife just called ! A plane crashed into the World Trade Center !"

With a brief background in the aviation industry, I guessed it must have been
one of those single propeller planes.

When I saw the hole in that building, on one of the TVs, I knew it couldn't have been.

Time to fast forward.........

My family ultimately found out my sister made it to her office about 25 minutes
before her starting time.

She was in the 1st building that got hit on the 97th floor.

After going in and out of the city for the next 36 hours we knew she didn't show up
at any of the hospitals.

I visited the site in December of that year and haven't been back since.

Susan G. Santo was her name. Her name is read out loud along with all of our
friends we lost that day every year at Ground Zero.

Please remember her little girl, her only child, who was just starting kindergarten that week,
who was one of about 1800 children who lost a parent that day.

And remember everyone's lives who were forever altered 8 years ago,
along with all the friends and loved ones who have ever had to deal with
losing one of their own to violent crime and acts of war just like on 9/11/2001,
and on the battlefields.

Susan Gayle Santo

Born September 22, 1976
Taken from us: September 11, 2001

I am very sorry for your loss. Thanks for having the strength to share.

[mclem0822]

Originally Posted by cmfhb411

I was working uptown that day.

Just before 9am one of my co-workers shouted to the whole site
"My wife just called ! A plane crashed into the World Trade Center !"

With a brief background in the aviation industry, I guessed it must have been
one of those single propeller planes.

When I saw the hole in that building, on one of the TVs, I knew it couldn't have been.

Time to fast forward.........

My family ultimately found out my sister made it to her office about 25 minutes
before her starting time.

She was in the 1st building that got hit on the 97th floor.

After going in and out of the city for the next 36 hours we knew she didn't show up
at any of the hospitals.

I visited the site in December of that year and haven't been back since.

Susan G. Santo was her name. Her name is read out loud along with all of our
friends we lost that day every year at Ground Zero.

Please remember her little girl, her only child, who was just starting kindergarten that week,
who was one of about 1800 children who lost a parent that day.

And remember everyone's lives who were forever altered 8 years ago,
along with all the friends and loved ones who have ever had to deal with
losing one of their own to violent crime and acts of war just like on 9/11/2001,
and on the battlefields.

Susan Gayle Santo

Born September 22, 1976
Taken from us: September 11, 2001

That's very sad. very sorry for your loss.

[Nascar1966]

I was still in the Navy stationed in Norfolk Virginia. A quick geography leason, Norfolk is less than three hours from Washington DC which we all know the Pentagon had a plane hit it. I lost a good friend there. When the events happened I was at my apartment watching the news. Once I found out about the plane hitting the Pentagon my wife and I went to school to take our son home for the day. We didnt know if Norfolk was the next city to get hit. I was told to pack shower stuff and a change of uniform just in case the base was put into lockdown. Where I worked at also changed work hours due to the new security requirements that were put into effect. These new requirements caused a traffic nightmare.

[Hickory Hill Hoff]

I was sitting at the stoplight in downtown Fonda listening to Howard Stern and heard the whole thing unfold through his show. Watched the first tower fall on TV with the Sheriff & Jail Administrator of Montgomery County N.Y. and this freaked me out. Delivered the rest of my mail route quickly that morning and then called Karen at work in Albany. The sound of her voice calmed me down a bit, but everything that happened scared the sh*t out of me! It was surreal and the only thing that effected me simliar was the space shuttle disaster a few years before.

[richard burch]

working about 10 miles away.

[herkhorse]

Very sorry for those who lost loved ones, a horrible day. My sister worked at the WTC on Tuesdays only, but thankfully she didn't go in so early that day.


I was in Denver at an international trade show that started that Tuesday. Monday night I was at the Denver-NY Giants football game with my wife. We had to scalp tickets and it was a bit hard, the first game at the new stadium. We got in sometime in the middle of the first quarter. Our seats were in a handicapped section that was a single row of seats that circles the whole field. We could look straight down at a sea of people, and they shot off fireworks from right behind us. At that point I said, "Damn, I'm glad there isn't a terrorist attack." Wow, little did I know.

I watched the second plane hit on the Today show, and by the time I made it to the lobby where my booth is, the first tower had already gone down. Spent most of the day watching the news with a large crowd of people- only about half of them were Americans, and there were several Arabs. It was surreal.

Several of my friends were actually in the air at the time of the attacks and were diverted to Canada for three days.

For some reason, we spent the night in the van, talking and crying- wondering if we would ever get home, or if things would ever be the same. It was eerily quiet with no planes in the air.

It was a tough year.