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Sept 11, 2001 - I was living in rural south east Auckland at the time and spending a lot of time in the Air on trans Tasman routes and a heap of NZ DOM travel. My INT travel was 95% QF and my DOM travel was mainly NZ.
Mr & Mrs had been to the local club for dinner and a case of heart burn had me out of bed at some crazy time, about 3AM from memory. I let the dogs in and made a cup of tea turning the TV on and choosing the SKY news channel. I checked the channel again because I thought I was watching a movie of some description - oh my God, a plane has hit the WTC in NYC. I was engrossed in the news, reports that it was possibly terrorists were confirmed as plane 2 hit the tower.
I wandered down to the bedroom and remember telling Mrs! to get out of bed, world war 3 had just started... we watched until it was time to go to work - Auckland was eerily quiet and of course the radio news chanels were reporting live...
I sent George Bush a fax from work offering my condolences - I got the Whitehouse fax number from the internet...
I had only weeks before been invited (and declined due to a miserable boss) to a user group meeting at the Marriott in NYC, I had no idea if that was anywhere near the WTC and I had no idea what day the meeting had finished, was it the 10th or was it the 11th, were my work colleagues OK - were they even anywhere near the WTC?
As it turns out they were OK and they were in the WTC Marriott(had checked out on the 10th) - only one guy, a good friend of mine George C was the only one missing in action - he had stayed an extra night and was due to fly back to Sacramento on the 11th.
We lost George C - at least for a period of time which did cause some anguish, he was stuck on a grounded plane unable to use a phone and unable to contact anyone - the first people he did contact were his parents to say he was OK, I guess they wouldn't have known about his good friends half way around the world in shock thinking he may have been still in the hotel...
I did have an associate who lost his son in the WTC collapse, disconnected from me but still pulled at the heart strings...
A few things came from that day which have changed my life...
A somber day indeed
Mr!
Mr & Mrs had been to the local club for dinner and a case of heart burn had me out of bed at some crazy time, about 3AM from memory. I let the dogs in and made a cup of tea turning the TV on and choosing the SKY news channel. I checked the channel again because I thought I was watching a movie of some description - oh my God, a plane has hit the WTC in NYC. I was engrossed in the news, reports that it was possibly terrorists were confirmed as plane 2 hit the tower.
I wandered down to the bedroom and remember telling Mrs! to get out of bed, world war 3 had just started... we watched until it was time to go to work - Auckland was eerily quiet and of course the radio news chanels were reporting live...
I sent George Bush a fax from work offering my condolences - I got the Whitehouse fax number from the internet...
I had only weeks before been invited (and declined due to a miserable boss) to a user group meeting at the Marriott in NYC, I had no idea if that was anywhere near the WTC and I had no idea what day the meeting had finished, was it the 10th or was it the 11th, were my work colleagues OK - were they even anywhere near the WTC?
As it turns out they were OK and they were in the WTC Marriott(had checked out on the 10th) - only one guy, a good friend of mine George C was the only one missing in action - he had stayed an extra night and was due to fly back to Sacramento on the 11th.
We lost George C - at least for a period of time which did cause some anguish, he was stuck on a grounded plane unable to use a phone and unable to contact anyone - the first people he did contact were his parents to say he was OK, I guess they wouldn't have known about his good friends half way around the world in shock thinking he may have been still in the hotel...
I did have an associate who lost his son in the WTC collapse, disconnected from me but still pulled at the heart strings...
A few things came from that day which have changed my life...
- Air travel has changed from being a fun event to I guess in general a nervous and stressful experience
- I look at fellow travellers through paranoid eyes at times, especially when they are stereotyped (by myself) into a particular race or creed - I know this is wrong...
- My perception of religion has changed - I have become detached from the Christian belief I was bought up, have learned a lot about the Muslim beliefs and I have decided if I had to choose a religion for myself, it would be a form of Buddhism which is based on the simple concept of just being nice to each other...
- I learned that I can cry for people whom I don't even know...
A somber day indeed
Mr!