I was working my managing shift at Rudy's BBQ in Round Rock Texas, a suburb of Austin. I was up in the store helping out and making my rounds when a guy walked in and asked me if I could turn on the news. He said the radio reported that the World Trade Center was on fire. We turned it on and sure enough ever television station was covering the fire. More and more people were coming in and hanging in the dining room to watch the next most unexpected thing. The second explosion of the 2nd tower. Soon they were able to show the footage of the airplanes flying in to the towers. I can't explain how I felt, the explosions were huge a massive. I remember calling my mom and my friend Wes who lived in NYC. Then we learned about the Pentagon being hit by another plane and American flight 93 going down. We were being attacked here in the USA, something very foreign to us all. Before you know it we had a bunch of people crowded in the dining room watching the news. And it would stay that way the rest of the day. I remember running home, locking my doors and laying on the couch for days attached to the T.V. My heart was broken for many reasons. I questioned my own security and wondered if there would be another attack. Our world as we knew it would be changed forever...I pray today--6 years later-- for all the families who lost someone that day....
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I was working in the Dean of Student's Office in West Hall. I couldn't bring myself to watch the news so I just concentrated in work all morning (not something I ususally do.) I was helping out with the Campus Ministry at St E's, and we held a vigil every night that week to say the Rosary and to share our thoughts and feelings. Those were some very powerful times for me, in that intense prayer, and saying the Rosary. I can't believe it's been 6 years.
I was at work watching TV. the internet was down because so many people were trying to get on there. So we watched from the break room. Eric was with me...so I felt better. But I didn't get any work done that day. I got really sick a few days afterwards from being so depressed. I lvoe the way this country was afterwards....we were all better people but I think people are forgetting that now.
I was at our old house in Slaton asleep. Pat called and I really thought he was joking at first. I was totally freaked out. I had to go to work at Gap that day, but they shut the mall down early. I went back home and snuggled with Briscoe until Pat came home. It is so weird now to even think about it.
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