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A Week in the Life of Dollycas
This past week, especially yesterday we remember and reflect on the tragedies that happened on September 11, 2001. Everyone was remembering where they were when the towers fell. My accident was on March 14, 2001, and I was released from the hospital on June 1 with still a long way to go in my recovery of what the new me would become. So on September 11 I had just sent the kids off to school and was sitting in my wheelchair waiting for the home health nurse to come and get me ready for my day and head out to physical therapy. I turned on the television and just froze. The horrific pictures on the screen just brought me to tears. The nurse arrived and we cried together while getting me dressed. Shortly after I received a phone call that my therapy was canceled. I stayed glued to the television screen all day and those images are ingrained in my memory forever. I watched day after day as the first responders put their lives on the line to find survivors. Our country suffered unthinkable loss and everyone pulled together. We continue to hear the stories and the names of those lost. The bravery of so many and the grief of all those families. I know I will never forget. I will always remember.
Where were you when tragedy struck our country?
Weekly Rewind – September 6 – 11, 2021
Monday – My Reading Itinerary Monday! – Week #36 – 2021
Thursday – What the Cat Dragged In (Cat in the Stacks Mystery) by Miranda James #Review @BerkleyMystery
Due to COVID-19, no print books have been sent by publishers.
Books shown were received through NetGalley or
books I purchased from Amazon.
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I had seen the towers fall briefly on TV at breakfast, but thought it was an accident, a pilot had a heart attack or something. It was only after exercise at coffee at Whataburger that a friend told me it was terrorists. I couldn’t believe it! The next day our church had a service (in the middle of the week) to pray and honor those killed, and many of the coffee drinkers joined me and attended the service after coffee.
Was working at a Chevrolet dealership in Illinois, looking forward to our planned vacation in Las Vegas. We were supposed to leave the next day.
The owner came into our office and said to lock the doors and come into his office to watch the news. We couldn’t believe it. We all just hugged each other and cried at the devastation.
We took a trip to Michigan instead of Vegas, and just grieved at the lack of comtrails and the sad faces of everyone we met on that trip.
Our bathroom tiles were coming loose and popping off and being plastered back on so I had to take a bath to get ready for work instead of a shower. So annoying!!! My roommate told me through the door that a plane had hit the towers. I’m thinking a small plane. Two-seater. Those things are always crashing it seemed. Soon, she was back at my door telling me the real deal and I remember I started crying thinking that there must be thousands of people in those buildings trapped and dying.
Back then we didn’t have emergency phone trees or anything so I hopped on the subway (in Los Angeles) and went to work as usual. Got off downtown and it was eerily quiet and I felt like everyone was looking at each other suspeciously like “Are you a terrorist??” It was probably only me.
I got to work only to be told they were closing the office because it was rumored a plane was on it’s way to Los Angeles and we’re like 2 blocks from the tallest building West of the Mississippi. Ooo I was mad that I now had to walk back to the subway and go home when I had just reached the “safety and comfort” of my office.
But yah, I mostly just cried thinking about the people in the buildings and the planes. Cried and cried and cried. And I kept thinking about all the large, gigantic things one finds in an office building and how all of that stuff just disappeared into dust and ash…desks, refrigerators, air conditioners, people, and two ginormous airplanes. Gone. My mind still can’t get over that.
My kids (5 and 2) and I were on our way to the children’s theatre to see Charlie and The Chocolate Factory when I first heard the report on the radio. I thought it was just an accident. When we arrived at the theatre we were seated, the entire place was full of school age kids. We waited for a long time and someone finally came on stage and told us that they had to cancel that day’s performance and get the kids back on the buses and back to their schools so their parents could pick them up.
It was only after that that we realized what had really happened. Like many people, we watched the towers fall repeatedly on TV. It was a scary day. We did get to see the play eventually.
Have a good week!
I had just gone to work for the U.S. government and I was starting my first day of training after flying in to regional headquarters in Dallas. I saw the plane hit the tower as I was leaving the hotel to go to the government offices, and when I arrived in the building I was shocked to hear that the plane crash was intentional. All of the department heads and the staff and the new trainees gathered in a big room to watch the developments on a tv screen when the plane struck the Pentagon. Much, if not most, of the staff were ex-military, and there was a deep silence that came over the room.
I was way up in Dallas, apart from my family, and we were all scared and horrified. We trainees were dismissed, and I had to ride home in a car with others, as no planes were flying. The airport, where my car was parked, was completely empty of people and planes. Who knew what was going to happen next?