So it's been 3 years now... where were you?

I was in my fire science class and everyone was watching tv andtalking about it and how it seemed to coincidental to be an accident and I had no clue what they were on about. It was my first class of the day and I had not seen any tv or radio that morning yet. It was a really depressing day since all my classes were full of firefighters and they were really upset about it.
Next semester, I had a few classes where my instructors or classmates were the volunteers that had gone down there the next day and searched for bodies. They had tons of horrible photos and stories to tell about the recovery process.
 
I was in my 8th grade science class and they called me to the office like 10 times and i didnt hear it and finally my dad just came to the class and got me and i went home.
 
I was a sophomore in college, and had just woken up for the day. I didn't have class until later in the day, so I was just sitting around, checking my email and surfing the web. My roommate came back from his class and told me to turn on the TV. The first plane had crashed into the first tower already. Ten minutes later, I saw the second plane crash live on TV. It was so surreal.
 
I was at school. I had German first, and either the German teacher did not know about it, or just wanted to teach us German, so I did not know about it until after that class, when someone in the hallway said that some buildings in New York were hit by airplanes. For the next several days thats all we did in class (except for German, and maybe math).
 
I was in 12th grade. In English class my teacher briefly mentioned something along the lines of "a plane crashed in NYC" WHY I didn't think anything of it, I have no idea. I had early release so I got to leave school at 12. Once I got home I didn't even turn on the TV until 1. I saw what I thought were live images of the twin towers smoking. Then they cut to a live feed. My jaw hit the floor and I felt sick. I called in sick at work and I watched nothing but news coverage until late the next morning.
 
I was driving my girlfriend to work, as I always do. They announced it on the radio and I thought it was a joke. I then went home after dropping her off, turned on the TV and saw it was for real, saw the second plane hit Live and had to turn it off as it was just too horrible. Called my family and then watched more coverage on it. Very sad day.
 
freshman year in highschool i was in the hallway waiting to take my picture and the brother came in and told us that a plane crashed into one of the towers. so basically when the planes crashed it was on picture day
 
I remember going to work, and thinking what a nice September day it was. It was a perfectly clear day. I get to work about 9:00 AM, and my officemate who was from NYC had an image on his monitor of the first tower smoking. He told me a small plane had hit one of the twin towers. I thought that was odd, since it was so nice out (I'm only a couple hours away from the city).

Then I heard people in the hallway saying the other tower was hit, then immediately, my heart sank into my stomach. I tried getting to all the major news Web sites since no one had a TV. cnn.com, msnbc.com, foxnews.com, all of them were incredibly slow or not working. Finally, the sites came up with strip-downed versions of the site due to all the activity they were receiving. I had a small radio that I had turned on in time to hear about the Pentagon hit, and possibly other planes on their way to targets. I felt sick, and didn't feel like I was getting much accomplished at work so I went home to watch the towers fall. My wife (girlfriend at the time) came home soon after that, and we watched dumbfounded for a few more hours.

By evening we just needed to get away from all the bad news so we drove around looking for something to do. We ended up at a Starbucks, drinking some coffee on the patio, looking up at a sky void of any planes. I don't know if the smoke from NYC had anything to do with it, but I remember watching a brilliant sunset as I tried to forget everything that happened. Strange how it's the days that I try to forget I remember the most about.
 
I remember I was in Mr. Prokop's class. He was our US History teacher for JR. year in High School. Than it happened...we were all in moderate shock when the first plane hit. Mr. Prokop then immediately turned off the TV, some history teacher right?
 
I was coming out of Gamestop in Novi, MI before taking my son to visit gramma and grampa for the day. Heard it on WWJ radio as I started up the car. They reported that an airplane had just crashed into the WTC.

Yes, my game addiction started well before CAG.
 
Hah, I was asleep.

I'd gotten back from an interview for my would-be second job early in the morning, so I was really tired. When I woke up, my mom called and told me to turn on the news. She was in a shocked/hyper tone, so I turned on the TV. Right there on CNN, there was "OMFG" written all over.

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