I was at work when my roommate drove up to our jobsite and told me the WTC had been hit by planes. I thought of course a small plane somehow hit a building and then he told me two airliners and I knew it was terrorists. Most of the crew was working on the roff so I called them all down and we listened to the radio along with another framing crew across the street. I was on the phone with my best friend when he said HOLY SHIT one tower just went down.
My first thought was there goes half the fire department of NY
We tried to go back to work but nobody could concentrate. We heard possible Pentagon (true) State Department car bombing (false) a plane down in Pennsylvania. I remember thinking if a chemical/biological strike was next. I told the crew roll up the tools, we're going home. The crew across the street was doing the same. I went home and watched the horror.
An online friend of mine was supposed to go to a meeting in the WTC but took a sick friend to the doctor on the was so was late. His secretary was killed. They never found a bit of her. A coworker had a body land within 5 feet of him. He was covered in...everything. Jim said he wasnt the same. If any of you play the online game Gemstone my friend was Lord Heston. He died of a heart attack a month ago (only 42). He was obsessed with what happened. The stress surely had a factor in his death.
The week following 9/11 were a dark day for Ironworks as well. Quite a few flamewars broke out here and I unfortunatly was involved. Emotions ran high and for awhile things were out of hand. Myself included. I am not going to say who I was arguing with but will say we put it past us and now talk like friends again,which I like. [img]smile.gif[/img]
I dont know what more to say~ LoA/Paul
[ 09-11-2002, 06:29 PM: Message edited by: Lord of Alcohol ]