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I felt I needed to put down how this day effected my family so my grandchildren would know what it was like to live through this day.
The journaling reads:
I had the tv on while getting ready for work. I was listening to the news. There was a break in the program for a special report. They showed the North Tower for the World Trade Center on fire, a plane had just crashed into it. I remember thinking, "how could they NOT miss the tower?" Then I saw the second plane coming in and cried, "Oh Dear Lord!! We are under attack!!"
I called Sid at the church and told him we seemed to be under attack. He hadn't heard. Thelma turned the radio on while Sid went to get the tv and set it up. As soon as it was set up, he called me back. As soon as he saw the replay of the second plane, he agreed that we were under terrorist attack. Then we heard that another plane crashed into the Pentagon. I was shaking. Our world had gone berserk, we were at war!
I called Melissa to see if she knew. She was at college. She hadn't heard and was on her way to breakfast. She quickly turned on her tv. She too, was shook up by it. I later learned that most of the student body sat in the student center watching the news, in tears, almost all day.
I was concerned about Jimmy at school and how he was. But I didn't even know if the students knew what was happening. I knew it would be best to wait for him to contact me if he needed me.
I called David, the pastor of the church where I was secretary. He was glued to the tv. I told him that I didn't know if I would make it in or not. I couldn't leave the tv and what was happening to our nation. I called Sid back. Then we heard about the fourth plane going down in Pennsylvania. Sid and I knew immediately that the passengers had to have brought it down.
Not long after the towers collapsed, Jimmy called me. He asked if I could pick him up from school. He never does this. I told him I was on the way. He looked a little pale, but okay. As soon as we got in the car, he fell apart. He looked at me and said, "Mom, I don't want to go to war. I can't kill someone. But if my country needs me, I will go." He was six months from his 18th birthday. He and his friends were talking and were concerned that some of them may die in this war. I realized then, that my little boy was now a man. Yes, my world had changed in seemingly a single moment. I just thank God that my family is in His hands. My God is still in control and He holds us in the palm of His hand.
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