My Reflections On The September 11 Attacks

This day, the anniversary of the September 11 Attacks, wakes me with a sinking feeling.

I remember the day clearly even though it has now been 13 years.

I was just starting my day at the time of the first attack. My neighbor, and good friend, was calling me on the phone. I thought her call was to say that her son did not need a ride to school that day… I wish that it was to say that her son did not need a ride. 

She and many others had called to tell me to turn on the television. Something that I never did before school. The news was horrific.

I felt a sense of disbelief like so many other people.

Then I felt panic.

I live 3000 miles away from Ground Zero but I had family on their way to work in the city on the day of these fateful September 11 attacks,  and some already there.

I grew up in New York and it is all a very big part of my history.

As a girl, my mother would often take my grandmother, my sister and I into the city to see “a show” and explore.

We always just said “a show” as people back east don’t usually say “we are going to see a Broadway play.”

On these wonderful days we would explore FAO Schwarz, Central Park, and anything else that was of interest.

I remember at FAO my grandmother wanted me to have a gift but I did not want her to spend the money. Bubble bath in a fancy car container was my choice. I kept that container for years even after it was empty, dried, and cracked.

We would eat at The PlazaThe Russian Tea Room or Tavern on the Green.

I remember The Plaza for the beautiful lobby and how grown up I felt drinking Tea and eating croissants with fancy jams. At the Tea Room I remember my grandmother getting excited at seeing the actors of her time.  I ate a bowl of sour cream with cucumbers because I did not recognize anything else on the menu. I  loved Tavern on The Green for it’s location. Of course, I have no idea what I ate.

We would see famous people in the streets and the taping of soap operas, including One Life to Live. I remember a scene on The Plaza steps with Bo Buchanan and one of his many love interests.  This was part of our life. It was what we did and it was wonderful. We did all of this with my grandmother. Later, I did all of this, and more, alone with my grandmother. The Rockettes were her favorite.

My grandmother worked in The World Trade Center.

I loved to go to work with her. Sitting in the window of her office and looking out at the city was a fond memory. I admired all of the activity that would happen 80 plus stories below. I would imagine wonderful stories for all of the people on the streets of one of the most wonderful cities in the world. 

My grandmother was afraid to go to work.

She was a strong woman who was afraid to take the elevator to such a high floor. She hated that I sat all day in that window. My grandmother was afraid I would fall out, I loved that thrill of looking down even though it scared me, as well. More than that I loved watching my grandmother be a woman of the world.

I loved to watch her in her office. I admired her and I always looked at that building with love of my grandmother in my heart.

That building is gone. The September 11 attacks have obliterated it.

I visited Ground Zero many years after the attack. As I walked I got more and more nervous about what I would see and how I would feel.As I got closer I got more emotional. As I looked at the street, that used to hold the people that I daydreamed about, I was overwhelmed.

It is so sad to think of all that was destroyed that day. I feel awful thinking of the 1600 people that lost their spouses. It is worse to think about the fact that over 3,000 kids lost their parent.

I was lucky, my family survived.



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14 Comments

  • I can’t help but think that the day the towers came today, a deep seated fear took hold in the hearts of so many Americans and that fear has not let up 13 years later. A fear that has exacerbated what is wrong in this country today and allowed wrongs to fester. A fear that keeps humanity at bay.

    Despite the state of our political and economic affairs, I believe it’s not too late to right the wrongs. I also believe we all individually have a responsibility to play our part.

    Sitting on the sidelines because of mistrust and disappointment in our leaders is not an option and indeed will only deepen the despair. yet I see so many doing just that.

    Although not a citizen, I plan to do what I can in whatever way I can to honor those who have sacrificed their lives for this country. We must all stand up for what is right and take action when the values upon which this country was founded are trodden upon. We must all believe that we are simply stronger together.

    I hope we collectively remember a citizen’s responsibilities as we remember, mourn and never forget those lost on 9/11/01. And, I hope somehow someway the fear loosens its grip.

  • Wow, what a touching story. It’s amazing how a piece of your personal history went away with it, along with a piece of the world’s history (and so many people’s lives!) Thank you for sharing this with us.
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  • Touching memories of your grandmother who worked at the World Trade Center. I can relate to the fear of heights and many “what ifs” that could happen. I went to an event in SF on September 10 that was on the 22 floor and I was nervous just being so high up! We will never forget the tragedy of 9/11.
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  • Elise, I remember that day in a very similar way. I happened to have the day off from work, and my best friend, Linda, and I were enjoying a visit over a cup of tea (our favorite beverage). We had no idea what was happening in our country that morning. Linda’s mother called to tell her to turn on the news. Linda and I held onto each other and watched in horror as the news and graphic images came across the TV screen.

    When I left Linda’s house, I met another friend, Kenny, to go on a hike. As it turns out, we were both listening to our car radios to keep updated on the horrific event. As we met people along the mountain trail, everyone expressed the same disbelief that something so horrible was happening. When we got to the summit, it was eerily quiet. The ranger told us that the nearby airport had grounded all planes in reaction to what was happening in NYC.

    It’s a day that seems still painfully recent, even though it was so long ago.
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  • Hi Elise.

    Who can forget such a sad day?

    Sometimes it is good to recall such memories, it reminds us of how life is and how it should be.

    Thanks for sharing.

    Regards
    Marcel

  • I remember when this happened..I just got off a night shift and I was in a state of disbelief… I knew no one in the states affected when this happened… I just remember turning on the tv and seeing a building in flames and then another plane hit… 13 years ago… That was a long time ago so why does it feel so new? If that makes sense.

    William
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