I was driving to work listening to "The Ticket" on that beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the traffic was heavy, everybody jockeying into position to be first in line at the traffic light. I was way back in this pack, and not minding. I was being totally and thoroughly entertained as usual by the verbal sparring going on between the boys. They start talking about an airplane that had run into one of the towers in New York City. They commented on the video feed they had received, and one of them said, "That wasn't a little plane, that looked like a 747." They bantered back and forth, how could that have happened, how could a big plane have gotten so off track, it must have been a little plane as reported, not a big one. It was all very frightening even at that point. They even discussed a possibility that it had been done on purpose.
The traffic had stopped at the light, and when the light turned green, no one moved. No one. We just all sat there. Time really felt like it was standing still, a tragedy "seemed" to have just happened, and we were all stunned. A couple people started honking their horns, and we all moved on. Those of us who were listening to our radios drove a little slower, maybe even a little more distracted than usual. I drove as quickly and carefully as I could to work, about ten miles further. When I pulled up to the house where I was working that day, my patient's mom ran out onto the porch and hollered at me to hurry and come inside. We exchanged information quickly as we ran into the house. A few seconds later, another plane hit the twin towers. We were horrified. We knew this may not be the end of it, and we were right. The rest of the day we did very little besides watch television and make phone calls to make sure everyone we loved was okay. My patient's mom had several friends that were working in those buildings, some of them made it, and some of them didn't. I had friends that were working in the area that all survived. Watching the people jump out of the buildings was so horrifying. It's not something I will ever forget. Watching the smoke billow and envelop scores of people is an image that will remain etched in my memory forever. The screaming and tears and the shocked faces of the people affected by this insanity will never ever leave my mind. The bravery of the firemen and policemen and everyday people was awe-inspiring.
Later in the day, we realized that all the air travel had been suspended. Their house was in the path to Love Field here in Dallas, and I had grown accustomed to the windows rattling everytime a plane flew overhead. The silence was eerie. Suddenly I heard some fighter jets flying by, so loud and so fast and so close that I thought the windows and my eardrums would break. Heck, the whole house shuddered. I realized with a start that our President was probably moving around the country for his safety with a fleet of jets. I called out to my patient's mom and told her to call her mother, who lived in Shreveport to tell her to start looking for the planes, that I bet the planes were flying into Barksdale, the Air Force Base at Shreveport. She called back a little later, and they had.
We were all on pins and needles the rest of the day. Watching the heart-breaking fall of the Twin Towers, and seeing our beautiful Pentagon destroyed was so sad. Not knowing how many more strikes were going to happen or where they would happen made for a very nerve-wracking day. Most of downtown Dallas was evacuated, especially the courts.
I'll never forget that day. And the days of sadness and shock that followed. My husband's company was doing some business with a large company in the Twin Towers. They had sent some correspondence on September 11. Slowly, each piece of mail was returned. It was very eerie and very sad for my husband and his coworkers.
I love my country.
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Sunday, September 11, 2011
It is Week Three of the Holiday Grand Plan. Link to the page on the Holiday Grand Plan Site. Here is my plan for this week: Welcome to Week Three of the Holiday Grand Plan: Entry/Foyer Week!
This week, we tackle deep-cleaning and decluttering our entryway or foyer, to create a welcoming home for holiday guests. Holiday prep chores focus on baking and kitchen as we plan our baked goodies and start stocking up for holiday meals.I can't believe it's all ready time to start baking. This will be a good time to start looking for that small chest freezer I want to buy. As far as deep cleaning the entryway, I will get out the ladder and clean the knickknacks in the front door window, wash the window, clean the glass on the light fixtures, and wax the entryway furniture. I also want to recover the seats on the chairs and replace the pillows. I will add some seasonal decorative items as well.
Holiday Prep: * Make one batch of Holiday Goodies.I will start with the Snickerdoodles. They freeze well.
* Buy two canned food items from Menus (get 2 of each item, one to use and one to donate to food drive). * Keep 2 boxes in a pantry area or storage place to put these in so that they are not used in everyday cooking - make sure to label them so that when food drives start your holiday supply stays intact and the food drive gets the food purchased for it.I will buy green beans, mushroom soup and Durkee's french fried onion rings for the green bean casserole. I purchase extras for the box. I also need to set up a box in the pantry. *
Buy all supplies for homemade gifts. Package each project with directions and other information in zipper food storage bag and place in a basket or box in craft/sewing area. Clearly, I have a lot of work to do here. I still need to decide what projects if any I am going to do.