tuesday morning parks(my then fiance) and i went to tuesday morning to get in line for a $19 digital camera that was in the mail circular. we got there early, about 7am to get in line, i wanted to make sure that camera was going home with me. also in line was an old friend of mine that was visiting from NYC, he was an actor. it was odd seeing him, he tried to court me in high school, it didn't work out. after we got our camera we went across the street to a little diner for breakfast that we frequented, phil's diner. we sat in the nonsmoking section, this is when there was smoking in restaurants, ewwww. as we sat down i noticed a ton of people surrounding the small television in the smoking area, so of course, i was intrigued. i guess it was around 8am, oklahoma time. all i remember was seeing the smoking tower, the newscasters all looking bewildered and afraid, then as we were watching the smoke, another airplane collided with the building. i was dumbfounded. i don't know if we stayed and ate breakfast or not. we went home and i think i bawled and freaked myself out about war, water, gasoline, food, my almost brother-in-law in the military, him living in boston, so much unknown. i don't know how i drove to work that day at 9am, but i did, i couldn't bake that day. i remember telling my boss i had to leave, i had to go get gasoline, i was incoherent, a total mess. i went home and sat with parks, i remember him telling me that the building was going to fall, that there wasn't a chance it was going to stay upright. watching it come down was surreal. all of television was a bad horror movie, how could any of it be real? i guess we might have watched the television all day and night. i don't remember the rest all that much. i remember being mad this had to happen before my wedding in october, i was worried my brother-in-law wasn't going to make it to be parks' best man, worried he would go to war somewhere, worried i wouldn't get my wedding dress. it was so selfish to think about me at that time. but that is exactly what i was doing. i cannot even watch video about 9-11 now. i get tears in my eyes and start to get choked up. i can't even imagine how those people with family there feel. i want them to know, i remember.
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I was teaching my ESOL kids when class phone rang. It was Jose telling me a small plane (personal plane??) had crashed into one of the WTC buildings. I turned on the class tv monitor and with small group of students watched and tried to make sense of it all. All I could think of was: how the heck were we going to sell our house now since it was due to go on the market the next day......didn't think until later to be relieved that it happened on the 11th and not on the 12th (my birthday)....Had friends from Spain call to make sure we were all right (sorta funny since we were living in Orlando, but sweet all the same that they were thinking of us). We still managed to sell our house that same week and flew to Spain in late December. So then we learned about the new airport security but that's a whole different story......
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