| Author | Message | ||
     spence Member Username: Spence Post Number: 1774 Registered: 05-2005 |
That's it, remembering. | ||
| Andrew Kerr Member Username: Andrew_k Post Number: 295 Registered: 04-2005 |
2 things: That day: I remember standing on the platform at the train station in Stirling (on my way home after work). I was looking at everyone around me wondering if they all knew what had happened. Getting home and watching the TV with the repeated images of the planes hitting the twin towers. Trouble was that a child had recently messed up our screen with a powerful magnet, so the colours were all screwed up. To this day I still have the images in psychedelic pinks + purples in my head. | ||
| kevin Member Username: Kevin Post Number: 1800 Registered: 05-2005 |
I was in a large electrical store (Comet) when I noticed everybody staring intently at the banks of TV screens after the first plane hit. Minutes later as I was trying to take in what was happening the second plane hit, it was totally surreal almost like life was in slow motion. | ||
| Catherine Vaughan Member Username: Catherine Post Number: 229 Registered: 05-2005 |
Maybe that's more fitting, Andrew. It was a surreal event - something no-one could have dreamed would happen - until it did. I'd been involved in running a small music festival with a nuclear-free, be-nice-to-the-planet type theme, which had ended the previous Sunday. I was still on a high from that, and naively thought maybe we could make a little difference. That feel-good feeling didn't get a chance to settle too long... My first reaction had been "some poor d**khead in a Cessna lost control" - but that was when I'd only heard the word "plane". And the realisation that it had been a passenger plane. Then hoping, hoping, hoping that it had been some hellish freak tragic accident. Then all vestige of hope and what used to be normality disintegrating along with that second plane. | ||
| C Gull Member Username: C_gull Post Number: 77 Registered: 05-2005 |
Being in Yosemite and wondering what all the fuss was about until we got to Las Vegas about a week later and stayed in the New York, New York hotel, wondering why it was so quiet and why they offered us a low level room- it was only then we really saw a newspaper and heard the news...... |