Rembering 911 Where we you?

Where were you ?  That is the questions we will always ask on this day 911.  For me I was arriving in at work for a quick stop then heading to the Miami Beach convention center for a textile show. I walked in and Pinito said “a plane crashed in the building the twin tower”.   Confused, when the second plane flew in I call my father in northern NJ just outside of NYC. I was talking to him on the phone when he said “Sherry it is falling.  The twin towers are falling.” As I write this the chills of the day returning  making the hair stand up on my arms.

I can’t remember when I hung up with my father.. I can’t remember going back to my office, just sitting watching on my computer to see what we could find out.  My boss called don’t come to the show they are evacuating Miami convention center there was a bomb threat.

Around 10:30 I get a call from my sons daycare they are sending every kid home.. they had no power.  (was it related) nothing made sense.

Racing I pick up my 6 month son in Ft Lauderdale and  headed to Boca Raton where my husband worked I wanted to be together. We sat in his office conference room watching on the big screens.. crying.  My father called “my cousins lost their best friend he worked for that company about the 81 floor”.  Crushed I could not escapes the images.

There was no airplane noise we live near and airport.

I sat and watched the Tv crying nursing my baby boy for days.   I was obsessed with the daycare in the bottom of “The Tower”.. did the babies kids get out?  The news caster spoke of the day care but never told me if they got out did the parents get out?   Finally my mom told me a couple days later that ABC did a report with the hero’s  and they got all the kids out. I held my boy tighter.

I remember we took a flight to Newark  on 9/22 11 days after that day. I was determined not to be scared.  Newark airport was in kaos .. luggage abandoned everywhere because they we scanning everything.  There was a US marshal on every flight. My husband carried a roll of quarters in a sock “just in case” or his backup plan a can of soda.  My husband , son and I got on the flight together. We would all go down together. We would not let them make us fearful.

I turned off the news about a week after 911 and did not turn it back on for 6 years  I still don’t watch it.   My heart broke for those families .  Senseless death.. follow by more hatred.  I think all Americas where changed that day. We looked at freedom differently, we hold our families closer.

As I sit 10 years later  in Philadelphia the birth place of this great country,  I am proud to be an America and in those days months weekend years I AM STILL PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN

Peace and Payers to all!

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