http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/ the love of change Fri, 10 Sep 2010 12:09:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-2237 aviation_class Tue, 01 Dec 2009 09:16:17 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-2237 This is so interested! Where can I find more like this? This is so interested! Where can I find more like this?

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-2171 motorcycle_accident_attorneys Mon, 21 Sep 2009 04:37:49 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-2171 I wanna find more info about this, anybody could? I wanna find more info about this, anybody could?

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-1686 Jarred Mon, 15 Sep 2008 05:58:43 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-1686 Thanks, Pops. Thanks, Pops.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-3221 Jarred Taylor Mon, 15 Sep 2008 05:58:00 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-3221 Thanks, Pops. Thanks, Pops.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-3222 Jarred Taylor Mon, 15 Sep 2008 05:58:00 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-3222 Thanks, Pops. Thanks, Pops.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-1685 Jarred II, aka Pops-icle Mon, 15 Sep 2008 01:10:43 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-1685 I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I'm a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they'd just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III's--that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I'd heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers--and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv's (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me--the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud--"It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself."--and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn't stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone's list. I'm embarrassed to admit that, when our firm's executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother--then a 3-Star General in the Air Force--was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I'm still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago. I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I’m a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they’d just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III’s–that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I’d heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers–and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv’s (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me–the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud–”It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself.”–and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn’t stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone’s list. I’m embarrassed to admit that, when our firm’s executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother–then a 3-Star General in the Air Force–was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I’m still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-3225 Jarred II, aka Pops-icle Mon, 15 Sep 2008 01:10:00 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-3225 I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I'm a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they'd just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III's--that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I'd heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers--and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv's (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me--the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud--"It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself."--and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn't stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone's list. I'm embarrassed to admit that, when our firm's executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother--then a 3-Star General in the Air Force--was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I'm still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago. I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I’m a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they’d just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III’s–that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I’d heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers–and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv’s (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me–the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud–”It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself.”–and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn’t stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone’s list. I’m embarrassed to admit that, when our firm’s executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother–then a 3-Star General in the Air Force–was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I’m still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-3226 Jarred II, aka Pops-icle Mon, 15 Sep 2008 01:10:00 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-3226 I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I'm a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they'd just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III's--that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I'd heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers--and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv's (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me--the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud--"It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself."--and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn't stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone's list. I'm embarrassed to admit that, when our firm's executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother--then a 3-Star General in the Air Force--was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I'm still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago. I was at work with another lawyer sitting in my office talking about a case we had together (I’m a lawyer). Someone stuck their head in my office and said they’d just heard a plane had hit a building in NYC. My first reaction was exactly that of Jarred III’s–that some sight-seeing Cessna had had an accident and struck the building. The other lawyer and I kept talking about the case when my secretary stepped in and asked me if I’d heard about the large airline hitting one of the twin towers–and I asked her if she was sure. She said the firm had pulled all the tv’s (probably 2 or 3) out of conference rooms and had the news on. I walked down the hall to the nearest conference room and was struck with the fact that probably 20 people were standing or sitting around a tv. The image on the tv immediately struck me–the large gash in the tower, the amount of smoke coming out of it. I, too, then got to see the second plane hit the second tower. I almost lost my balance and sat down heavily on the carpet in front of the tv, completely in shock and mesmerized by what I was seeing. There were several folks crying or with tears in their eyes. After a while, I saw smoke billowing even more from one of the buildings and I said out loud–”It almost looks like the building is imploding on itself.”–and sure enough, it was the first tower collapsing. After a while, I couldn’t stand to watch any more and went back to my office, calling my wife to make sure she knew. Frankly, I did not appreciate the world-wide significance of the event at the time, and certainly did not think Birmingham, Alabama was next on someone’s list. I’m embarrassed to admit that, when our firm’s executive committee made the decision to let anyone go home if they wanted, I thought it was an over-reaction. Events in the days and weeks ahead sure proved me wrong. It turns out my older brother–then a 3-Star General in the Air Force–was headed in a car to the Pentagon just before the Pentagon was struck, and was told to not go to the Pentagon, and he returned back to his office in another location. I sure was glad to get with my family that afternoon/evening, hug their necks and tell them I love them. Boy, there were scary days and weeks and years ahead and, in some ways, I’m still scared. I guess that makes me human, which characteristic is hard to attribute to those who planned and carried out the attack 7 years ago.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-1684 James Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:53:07 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-1684 My story is the same as Jarred's. We went to school together. I was in English class with Mr. Palmer. My story is the same as Jarred’s. We went to school together. I was in English class with Mr. Palmer.

]]> http://tropophilia.com/2008/09/11/how-could-i-forget/#comment-3223 James Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:53:00 +0000 http://tropophilia.com/?p=503#comment-3223 My story is the same as Jarred's. We went to school together. I was in English class with Mr. Palmer. My story is the same as Jarred’s. We went to school together. I was in English class with Mr. Palmer.

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