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September 11, 2011 at 9:20 am
Being a 5th generation New Yorker I don’t think I will ever forget that day. Sending love!!
Susu Paris Chic
September 11, 2011 at 9:25 am
I remember too. And it still touches. It still hurts. Profound hollow.
September 11, 2011 at 9:28 am
This was a powerful post, Scott.
Your pictures may say a thousand words but your own words say so much more.
September 11, 2011 at 9:29 am
I remember seeing it live on tv, too, and at first not understanding what was happening. When the second plane hit, I knew it was something much worse than I had first thought. What I remember most about the rest of that day was the eerie quiet of mass shock.
Thank you for a wonderful post.
I feel the same way. I was a sophomore in high school, but I knew even then that I was going to remember everything about that day for the rest of my life. That it was going to be imprinted in my memory whether I liked it or not. I was living in Washington state then, but the way it was all over the news it could just as well been happening in Seattle. I can’t even begin to imagine what it was, or is, like for the people who had to endure the scene or losing a loved one.
I can’t believe it has been 10 years already since that horrible day, but like most I remember it like yesterday….
Great story, thank you!
September 11, 2011 at 9:31 am
10 years Scott.
September 11, 2011 at 9:32 am
I was going to a client and the taxi went up the FDR… the day beautiful IMy neice called me from Ohio her first week at colledge and told me what had happen I made my way back downtown while the hunndred of people walked past me uptowm All i could see was a huge black cloud in front of me …when I arrived home it was so quit….. I walked to W Bdway & Prince…. it was a great view of the Towers and it was shocking to see nothing….I live next to a firehouse and i went out early the next morning… a firemen was sweeping the ash from the tower and I ask him…. and he couldn’t answer just look at me
September 11, 2011 at 9:33 am
Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever heard the story told the way you just told it. It makes it seem more real, rather than a distant disaster, that we see on T.V. once a year.
September 11, 2011 at 9:37 am
This day must be so hard for all the American and specially the New Yorkers ! Thinking of you!
September 11, 2011 at 9:38 am
I live in Missouri and was a college student studying Criminial Justice and Psychology at the time of 9-11. I too remember every single detail of that day. I doubt I will ever forget. The next year, I became a police officer. Much of that day shaped my career path. Thank you for your beautiful post. Your words are touching and reveal the sorrow we all as Americans feel about that day. God Bless.
September 11, 2011 at 9:41 am
All my thoughts to you.
I remember very well the moment I heard about it, I was at work when suddently my workmate who was chatting with his brother living in the US at this time, started to have tears in his eyes. I asked what was wrong and this is how it started, we watched the online US TV and discovered the horror. I still feel sad, even if 10 years have passed.
I also feel sad for my ex-boyfriend who was living in Brooklyn. He experienced this horror, he breathed this dust from the destruction.
And I feel sad for all the innocents killed because of rage, war, power.
“Five years later I still remember everything about that day and I probably always will” u probably mean 10 years by that :)
Other than that a lovely story…my heart still goes out to all the families that were effected 10 years ago
September 11, 2011 at 9:47 am
this is really the only thing thats resonated with me regarding 9/11, thats made me actually feel (not feel like i should feel) something about it.
September 11, 2011 at 9:48 am
You gave me goosebumps! I really loved to read your text, made me almost live that horrible moment.
But it’s 10 years later, not 5.
My thoughts today go to all of the people who lost their life, and to their family.
September 11, 2011 at 9:49 am
I’m glad people don’t forget. It’s important to remember.
I’m a journalist and was in Brasil talking to a person that was inside the building. This person sent me a photo to publish the article, even she was in shock, she wanted to help us understand.
Scott, we met once after a fashion show, and I told you I was writing a thesis that talks also about you. Im almost finishing and would like to hear from you, if you can, quickly, by email. Thank you, have a nice remember-day.
September 11, 2011 at 9:51 am
As you, I can clearly also remeber down to every little detail what happend in my life that day on the 9/11.
I had just got home from shcool and was sitting infront of the TV with my littlesister waiting for the TV-series Beverly Hills 902010 to get on, but as the program was suppose to begin the news went on instead and all we could see was this live reportage from New York City with an airplane crashing into two tall towers. We had no idea what was going on and that it would be a day which would enter the history books later on. I recall how my dad came home from work and normally he would always go straight to his home office, but this day he walked to the livingroom where he placed himself behind me as I sat infront of the TV. A few mintues later mum came from the kitchen and took place next to my dad. There we were in complete silence: mum, a dad, and their two shcool girls watching what later on would change the world forever.
Thanks for sharing your story. It made me a big impression to hear what someone else recalled from the 9/11.
September 11, 2011 at 9:55 am
I live in the Netherlands, but the way you wrote this piece, I can imagine what it must have been like to be on the island :(
September 11, 2011 at 10:00 am
Scott, thank you for sharing this.
September 11, 2011 at 10:03 am
Wow, your story is really shocking! You were so close to the WTC. It most have been a strange and scary experience.
There is a mistake in your last sentence: it’s not 5 years ago, but 10 years ago! :)
Marcel Da Chump
September 11, 2011 at 10:13 am
I was standing on the corner of Duane & Church streets, ten blocks away, when the first tower fell. Self-preservation took over and I ran. After the second tower fell, I went to St. Vincent’s hospital to donate blood; standing on that very long line reaffirmed by faith in the goodness in us all.
September 11, 2011 at 10:18 am
Hey guys.. he said at the top he wrote it 5 years ago. Soooo he didn’t just blank on how long it has been. So quick to comment without reeading the whole thing. Anyways, lovely story.
September 11, 2011 at 10:19 am
Friends, it is not an error- the post itself is a re-post of a five year old post, written five years after the collapse of the WTC.
Powerful writing, thank you for sharing.
September 11, 2011 at 10:32 am
I remember 9/11 too.
It was traumatic!
I’m from Germany.
Almost the whole country stood still.
Can’t even think about what you guys went through…. and still do!
September 11, 2011 at 10:37 am
It’s accounts such as this one that remind us all of the sheer scale of the tragedy on a human level in a way that news broadcasts and statistics can never do.
September 11, 2011 at 10:38 am
Thank you for sharing this.
September 11, 2011 at 10:42 am
Thinking of you all in New York. Love from London x
September 11, 2011 at 10:44 am
this isn’t a story it’s a life experience, a memory and we should all remember the day and what happened..I remember callling my boyfriend and screaming in the phone to get our son out of school because whatever was happening, we should all be together.
The Tailored Two
September 11, 2011 at 10:49 am
Very touching story, we appreciate it it Scott. Thank you.
September 11, 2011 at 11:02 am
i still remebered 10 years ago i was having dinner with family, watching soap drama and joking about silly things happened at daytime, suddenly the drama was interrupted with live news broadcasting the 9/11 attack.
we were all silent at that time, all our motions were frozen.
it’s so surreal that we could not believe what we were seeing on the tv.
we switched to all possible channels and they were all live broadcasting the news. we thought it’s gonna be the WWIII.
i could not remmeber how we finished the dinner at that night but only recalling tears coming down my face during the shower before bed.
i am sure that’s the common scene in HK at that night.
we also felt the pain, even we were witnessing it from half a world away.
we will never forget.
The Foolish Aesthete
September 11, 2011 at 11:14 am
I was there too, a NYer at the time. The moments are etched clearly in my mind. How our conference at the Pierre Hotel stopped mid-track and we watched the TV screens in horror LIVE and how many desperately tried to call friends in the towers. How my friends downtown couldn’t get home and how we all converged on our Upper East Side apt. wondering what to do. How my husband and friends walked all the way from uptown to downtown at night (but couldn’t go much beyond Little Italy since it was barricaded) to honor the victims, seeing the flowers, notes, ribbons scattered around (I believe in Union Square?) as the only way people could share their collective grief.
I can’t even begin to think of Fashion Week. Thank you for your tasteful post today.
September 11, 2011 at 11:24 am
I remember when I heard about what happened. I remember watching the news all day that day. Every time I see the images of the towers collapse my eyes start to water and I think: there go so many lives.
September 11, 2011 at 12:26 pm
I was in a pub in Brighton UK when the attacks happened and the bar fell silent when the images appeared on a TV screen. Someone shouted for the TV to be turned up and we all sat in stunned silence. After what seemed an age I turned to a friend and said “Everything has just changed.” and he quietly replied “Yes… everything.” Nothing can or will ever break the spirit of New Yorkers, it’s impossible to do so. Lots of love from the UK.
September 11, 2011 at 12:41 pm
Powerful. Thank you for sharing.
September 11, 2011 at 12:44 pm
We are all sadden by 9/11
and haven’t move on and never will be
Every time I hear a story about it.
goose bumps on and tears coming out of my eyes.
September 11, 2011 at 12:54 pm
I was four on 11 September 2001. I didn’t understand what happened at all. I remember the looks on my parent’s faces when they turned on the morning news-they were somber and my mum gasped. But I don’t even know if that was real, or something I imagined. In first grade, there was a book in our classroom about what happened on that day, but it never explained to me in words what exactly happened. Sometimes I wish I didn’t know.
September 11, 2011 at 12:58 pm
I think we all will remember the moment, detail-by-detail, about where we where on 9/11. Thank you for sharing your experience Scott.
September 11, 2011 at 1:11 pm
Your post, written 5 years ago is a lovely snapshot of what happened that day and hasn’t aged one single bit. Everyone, wherever they were that day, has a memory, but only from the TV. We could never feel or smell the fear of the people in Manhattan that blue sunny day.
I found this poem randomly today while I was looking around (I had to turn the TV off).
“We stand, as it were, on the shore, and see multitudes of our fellow beings struggling in the
water, stretching forth their arms, sinking, drowning, and we are powerless to assist them.”
A great post Scott. Best wishes.
September 11, 2011 at 1:17 pm
I was eight years old and on the other side of the Atlantic, in Sweden. It was my cousin’s birthday; she turned one year old on that day and when I close my eyes I can still see her dancing in front of the TV, where images of people jumping out of windows much too high up were on display.
She turned eleven today. And her birthday will always be all about the people on the TV behind her rather than the girl dancing in front of it.
September 11, 2011 at 1:25 pm
9/11/2011 Sartorialist post begins:
“I Remember 9/11
I wrote this post five years ago. Everything I remember is still as strong as it was to live it ten years ago.”
Re: Scott’s last sentence being “wrong”speaking of this event happening 5 years ago.
September 11, 2011 at 1:29 pm
I’m writing this with a lump in my throat. Your story is very moving.
Yes, I do remember everything too. It makes me feel cold.
Greetings and love from Amsterdam.
September 11, 2011 at 1:36 pm
“Because we’re on an island.”
That is a chilling statement, and sadly, is probably the biggest vulnerability that New York has. :(
I was not even near NYC that day–I was in Dallas–but that entire day is burned into my memory: where I was, what I was doing, how I was feeling, the pictures, the videos, the sadness, the disbelief…the ANGER. When are we going to wake up that we are in a war of ideologies!?
September 11, 2011 at 1:49 pm
so heartbreaking……I was supposed to go to work that day, taking the Path into the Trade Center that morning but called out sick the day before because of a medical emergency (1st time I called out, too)……and my brother called and told me to put on the TV and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I thought it was out of a movie. Unfortunatley, it wasn’t.
I Went back to work on Church a week later and elevator got stuck between floors and there was just silence. No one spoke. We waited and it began to move again. I will never forget all those lives lost and all the stories I’ve heard and didn’t hear for that matter.
Jane with the noisy terrier
September 11, 2011 at 2:16 pm
In the days after, I remember feeling like that steel went out of those buildings and into our veins. Never had I felt so proud to be a New Yorker, when I saw how willing people were to reach out and connect.
I’m from New York….
September 11, 2011 at 3:01 pm
Tears were coming while I was reading your post. I always have a lump in my throat when I think to 9/11. These words are very beautiful and moving, thank you Scott.
Love from France.
September 11, 2011 at 3:22 pm
Your spaghetti sauce observation reminds me that a few minutes after the first plane hit the tower, I walked, dazed, straight into a man in an impeccable suit and my super-size iced coffee (from the Krispy Kreme on 23rd, off 8th Ave) exploded all over him. He cursed at me, and I realized how unbelievably bad it could all get real fast. So I hurried back up to my apartment on 21st and watched the rest from my window.
September 11, 2011 at 3:23 pm
Please, receive my condolences… I’m from Russia, that day in Moscow it was the evening and my parents put the dinner table in the sitting room to watch the film and have a meal in front of the tv-set.. and actually we watched it, the horror film which was impossible, we were crying trying to believe inside that all these things were not true.
September 11, 2011 at 3:31 pm
I wasn’t there but reading through your post I can pretty much picture what it was like in Manhattan at the time.
Thanks for sharing man.
September 11, 2011 at 3:47 pm
Thank you for sharing.
September 11, 2011 at 3:55 pm
i really enjoy reading peoples stories from the day it happened, you get so much more of an insight than what you see non tv and as yours proves a few words can create a vision stronger than any camera.
I was 9 in 2001 and i was in school here in england when it happened, a teacher came in from a differant class to tell us what was happening and we gathered around the computer to see it on the bbc news website, i remember feeling so overwhelmed even then. Our techer unplugged the computer as soon as she saw people jumping.
There was a documentary on tv today, 102 minutes that changed america, all filmed from people phones or vidoe cameras, i cried all the way through it as it is the first time since i was 9 that i could watch it again
September 11, 2011 at 4:01 pm
Very thoughtful and moving. My now wife left NYC on September 10. She lived two blocks from Ground Zero. We now have a beautiful 2 year old together. I shudder to think what would have been if she had not gotten on a plane that day.
September 11, 2011 at 4:15 pm
Such a horrible turning point in our history, 9/11 and the innocent dead will always be remembered. Let us also not forget the thousands that have been killed throughout the past ten years as a result of this devastating incident.
September 11, 2011 at 4:49 pm
Your post was so moving and powerful. Love from France and RIP to all the victims.
September 11, 2011 at 5:04 pm
Thank you for sharing your experience. Makes it much more real for me, who only saw it on TV thousands of miles away. There were many more victims than the poor souls who perished.
September 11, 2011 at 5:17 pm
Thank you. [I'm from Poland - I also remember that day, everything what happened from the moment my collegue sitting next to my desk said "New York attacked" with a hesitation in her voice. Then all in the office watched CNN site (I think it was CNN) and it was like we were in some action movie. Unreal, impossible, terrifying. The next day we all had yellow ribbons pinned to the clothes.]
September 11, 2011 at 5:20 pm
I remember the day clearly as well. I was working at the Maison Objet Fair in Paris and around 2 a friend from New York called to say the towers had been hit and that the city was enshrouded in a cloud of smoke. This was such a fantastical idea that we dismissed it as untrue. The story of the events then became real. It was the last day of the exhibition and we all just packed up – everyone through out the exhibition halls (which are huge) felt such sadness. Selling goods at a trade fair seemed such a silly activity compared to the terrible gravity of the event. We all wanted to go home to our families.
September 11, 2011 at 5:37 pm
thank you for this entry Scott. means a lot.
September 11, 2011 at 5:40 pm
A really touching post. For people living thousands of miles away it’s very difficult to grasp the state the people were in during those moments, you make it more real.
September 11, 2011 at 5:41 pm
Im Polish, was in my country,I remember being in the bank, the tv was on , nobody was working, everybody was watching, people cried, I couldnt remember what I came to bank for… we were all just standing in front of the huge tv, felt so helpless…
September 11, 2011 at 5:59 pm
Your words are moving. Thank you
September 11, 2011 at 6:07 pm
My husband was in the office tower and almost didn’t make it out before it collapsed. He is Arabic and has since suffered so much abuse implemented on the dawn of those events – ironic. I feel for all those innocent people killed that day and the tragedy of their families that will continue forever and I feel ashamed that their passing led to some of the events of today and to even more people innocent people dying over these past 10 years.
September 11, 2011 at 6:37 pm
I loved reading this, because it’s a quite personal and individual perspective, as I felt every each word.
September 11, 2011 at 6:45 pm
I’m from Argentina, I went to New York on July that year. I was 15 at the moment. I remember the powerful wind blowing my hair at the topo of one of the towers (don’t know which of the 2). I remember not knowing a thing about this 2 gigant contractions until I saw the news on tv tha day, although 2 month before I was at the top of the world seeing the most beautiful picture Manhattan is. I remember thanking God for leting me experience that wind I’d never feel again in the future. I remember tears falling down my cheeks while watching the pictures. I know feel sorry for all the inocent lives lost, and for what this tragedy really means to the world.
September 11, 2011 at 6:53 pm
i ‘m from romania and that day 1 remember like yesterday.i saw everything in television with my husband and for a moment i think it was a movie action and then i realyse the gravity of the situation.god blease america and rip for the death people.http://greatstylesonthestreets.blogspot.com/
September 11, 2011 at 6:57 pm
I NEVER get used to anything having to do with 9/11. And I think about it everyday because it could happen again. Come on, stay strong, America. <3 <3 Thanks, Scott <3
September 11, 2011 at 7:18 pm
This piece is actually lifted completely from a street scene. I remember I was in 7th standard when the mishap struck. Being in India, we did not experience it live but each of our hearts bled for the ones who suffered and the ones who were devastated. The silence enveloped in more grave a manner a smoke would.
It is all fresh still. Everyday we all hope that such atrocities shall be put to an end soon. And it will come to an end. All we need is to be together and fight for the moment. The liberation of Humanity.
Thank you for this special note.
September 11, 2011 at 7:20 pm
Thanks for this post, reminds me once not to take things for granted.
I remember 9/11 from the other side of the globe, I fell asleep on the sofa late at night, and half asleep I saw the 9/11 scenes on the TV, and thought my dad and sister were watching a ‘disaster movie’. It was only the next day that I realized the tragedy and horror of it all, it was not a movie, not a bad dream. We were all panicked as we couldn’t reach our family in NYC. Later, my cousin told us he saw the planes crash into the building from his office window (he worked on Wall St.). I later visited the WTC site, as an empty block of land, my thoughts are with the families that still live with this day very close to their hearts.
xx to all New Yorkers and for the victims of 9/11,
September 11, 2011 at 7:38 pm
September 11, 2011 at 8:17 pm
I live in Hollywood. I was running on the treadmill early that morning watching television when the first plane hit. Everyone in the house was still asleep but I ran upstairs to wake my husband, he is from NY. I said a plane flew into the World Trade Center. We turned on the television, woke up our two children and witnessed this terrible history together. My then 9 year old son left the room and went to his room to build the towers out of Legos. God bless and amen to those who lost their lives and loved ones.
September 11, 2011 at 8:21 pm
I was only 10 at the time and remember getting up to start getting ready for school (I live in Australia.) I ended up being late for school after just being glued to the tv. Later at school it was the same we were just staring at the t.v watching the attack unfold. It was scary.
September 11, 2011 at 8:58 pm
my prayers to the 911 victims and their families and those who have to live the memories of it…
September 11, 2011 at 9:02 pm
I was at work in Boston. My partner was in Ibiza. When he told me that some people were cheering when the news hit I was worried and saddened. Thankfully others offered their support and warm wishes. In fear of being harmed they removed the American flag from the yacht they were on.
That night I drove the two hours to the tip of Cape Cod. There were people with flags and candles burning all along the highway. It was beautiful and I cried. It was a difficult time to be estranged from a loved one. In the hours immediately following the crashes no-one knew what might happen next.
September 11, 2011 at 9:05 pm
i don’t think i’ve ever read anything written about what happened that day from this perspective – it adds to the whole picture of that day. i live in Australia, but my parents lived in Manhattan for years and my dad used to work in the south tower during that time. they came home from a charity event really really late that night and my dad turned on the tv to see the whole thing unfolding. he sat there for hours glued to it before he woke us all up early for school so we could see it too. i remember he just looked so shocked and disappointed in himself that he didn’t even know if any of his old colleagues would be there because he’d lost touch with so many of them. even now he just doesn’t want to know because they were all alive and well when he left them all those years ago.
i feel so sorry for anybody hurt by this in any capacity.
September 11, 2011 at 10:12 pm
I was 6 at the time, and I lived (and still do) in Arlington, VA. It was (and still is) the scariest day of my life. Early that day at school I was called to the office, and I had no idea what was going on. In the office was my next door neighbor, who told me that there had been an attack and she was to take me home because my parents couldn’t come get me. At that time, I had no idea where the attack hit. My parents both worked on Capitol Hill and I thought they had been killed. The scary thing was, my neighbor couldn’t tell me if they were alive or not. Eventually we learned that the Pentagon had been hit, and my parents tearfully came to bring me back to our house. That’s the day I began to learn that the world wasn’t as safe as it had seemed to me in my protected little world of the 90′s.
September 11, 2011 at 10:15 pm
Thank you for your moving words.
I live near Melbourne, Australia, and I watched my TV with horror and grief as those shocking events unfolded ten years ago. All Australians remember the images vividly each year. Over the last few weeks leading up to the 10th anniversary of 9/11, we’ve had in-depth media coverage and documentaries here that show not just a recap of the awful events and politics, but they reveal the grief, courage, true grit, resilliance and beauty of the people directly affected, of all New Yorkers and Americans. I just want you all to know that the thoughts of all Australians are with you at this time, and that we wish you recovery, strength, happiness, and your freedom of spirit.
Ciao, Linda. x x
September 11, 2011 at 11:13 pm
I swallow hard with a dry mouth and then I cry every time. That is how I remember.
September 11, 2011 at 11:24 pm
Before anything – NOTE TO EVERYONE READING:
Stop saying he got the years confused. He didn’t. He clearly stated up there that he wrote this 5 years after the attack, and that it was still valid now, 10 years later.
I’m an admirer of your blog and your pictures, and now I am an admirer of your words too. You captured the moments vividly…
I, too, remember 9/11.
I am Brazilian but have studied all my life in an American school – currently, I am a senior planning on attending college in the States.
I was in 2nd grade 9/11/01, and my teacher, who is originally a New Yorker, had asked the school if we could watch the television because a national report on the Amazon was going on (we were studying the rainforest at that time). Our program was interrupted by news of what had happened to the Twin Towers. I still remember his shocked face… all of the teachers heard soon and came rushing in with the 2nd graders.. some had family in New York, some didn’t, but all were, not only Americans, but people that had a deep compassion for other people, and could not believe the atrocity that had just happened. All of our parents received calls to pick us up – the school shut for the day and we were put on terrorist alert for a week.
I might not be American but I feel in my heart for all the innocent lives lost, and for everything that such an amazing, strong, and patriotic country had to go through. All because of human ignorance…
My thoughts lie with you.
Rest in peace, to everyone who is up there..
September 11, 2011 at 11:51 pm
On a day when I pointedly avoided visiting the sites of CNN, NYT or LAT, I clicked here, as I do most days. I rarely leave a comment, but today I feel compelled to thank you. This post was thoughtful and commemorative and very moving. I am grateful for your perspective and your willingness to share it, occasionally in words and always in pictures. I am also grateful for the community your immense talent attracts.
September 12, 2011 at 1:02 am
I was 13 at the time it happened. I was still in middle school looking out the window and terrified. Believe it or not I saw the whole thing and said to myself…”are they filming? ” as idiotic as i sound I pulled myself together and realized we were under attack. I couldn’t even cope that i was able to witness such a horrific scene that I will carry with me with the rest of my life. I hope for good health to you when you read this or if you ever read this.
PS TO ALL NON INTELLIGENT PEOPLE:
stop correcting his 5 years to 10 years, HE SAID IN THE BEGINNING “I wrote this post five years ago.” 5 YEARS AGO + ANOTHER 5 YEARS AFTER THAT = 10 YEARS GENIUS’
September 12, 2011 at 1:27 am
Thank you for posting this. My Dad was in the world trade center on 9/11. It means so much to me that our country still honors him. You are a good man for making this a part of your blog.
September 12, 2011 at 4:11 am
I have often wondered what people actually did as soon as it happened, so many people from all walks of life, doing just what they usually do, and how they responded and went into survival mode. I know only what was shown on television (I live in Australia) and your post adds a completely different dimension. Beautifully written. cx
September 12, 2011 at 4:46 am
Je suis de tout coeur avec le peuple américain.
Nous n’oublierons jamais.
September 12, 2011 at 4:54 am
I remember the day like yesterday. I was to my then favourite café, which nowadays doesn’t exist anymore. My brother called me and told me that a plane had hit to WTC in USA. At first, I thought that it had been a civilian plane. Then he called me again and revealed the whole thing.
I rushed to a local bar and watched the whole thing happening. I was horrified – and sad. Sad, because I know that the retaliation would turn almost whole World to war.
And it did. And it carries on.
WTC strikes 9/11. 706700 deaths. And counting.
Pusat Tas Branded Impor
September 12, 2011 at 5:31 am
September 12, 2011 at 6:02 am
Very moving and beautifully written, Scott. Thanks for sharing again.
Iworked at 1 liberty and 100 Trinity (NYU grad biz school in 80′s), and my desk on 10th floor faceed a giant window that had a close clear view of the upper portions of towers. When I would be daydreaming..which was often.. i would watch so many, many planes pass by up there, and from my close but distorted perspective , it always looked as if each plane would hit the towers. I always kind of held my breath.
As soon as i could collect myself, I sent care packages of essentials and to friends, of those kinds of things you mentioned, and some fun non essentials. It gave me something to do, and seemed to help us all. they had kindly done the same for me when I went through a cat 5 hurricane on an island on that same date, 9/11, in 1992, not in any way comparable to the circumstances of the 9/11 of New york…but still devastating. Those packages were such a comfort and uuseful, in both cases, especially to islanders!
I also found it comforting to read most everyone of the NY times obits of those who died, and in a small way honor each of them.
Today I spent all day reading peoples stories, and watching the heartwrenching ceremonies, these 10 years later. You are so right, it never really changes.
So, so glad you are here these years later with your wonderful blog. Which, amazingly, is one of the beautiful things that came out of such tradgedy!
Scott, Blessings on you and yours, and all who have so greatly suffered.
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September 12, 2011 at 7:02 am
Thanks for your kind thoughts……ordinary people became heroes!
September 12, 2011 at 7:31 am
I just flew home from NYC last night (9/11) and was struck by how strong New Yorkers are. Yesterday, there was no fear. There were no change of plans. Just everyone going about their business – but remembering. I heart New York.
September 12, 2011 at 8:15 am
I live in Australia, and for most Australians, I can safely say, we too can remember exactly what we were doing, whom we were with and where we were when each of us heard of the horror that happened that morning for you. And for us as well, as with many nations around the world. The fragility of life can be upset in an instant and this attack on humanity resonated right throughout the world. What I am trying to say is that, almost everyone feels the pain and grief 9/11 caused you. Even more so, for the people who lost loved ones on that day.
I was in my second year in Architecture, and driving home that night from a final design presentation when I heard it on the radio. To be honest, the love of buildings made this loss very profoud. I didn’t lose anybody dear that day, but we lost icons of time. What happened was and is very confronting and made one question what could have been done with the building to have withstood the attack, but as much as all the great men and women of NY tried that morning to help, it just happened.
May you continue to heal, and to always remember your loved ones but never let the tragedy consume you so you can look ahead and live your life to the fullest.
America, you have risen from the ashes.
September 12, 2011 at 8:32 am
I understand what you mean. Your story reminds me 3.11, The 2011 off the Pacific coast of Tohoku Earthquake. I’m Japanese living in Tochigi, next to Tohoku area. When I watched TV about 9.11 (live news), I was so shocked and still cannot forget about the image, how scared I was. Since it wasfirst experience for Japanese with such a crazy earthquake, the all cities were panic. I couldn’t go back to Tokyo where my family lives and couldn’t reach their phones. I had to stay alone at the home and all supermarkets and groceries closed for several days. I agree with you it’s not possible for me to forget about all what happened to me and what I felt. Also as you did today, I think we need to tell those stories for future generations.
September 12, 2011 at 9:47 am
As I read this recount of your experience during the 9/11 attacks, I felt like I was right there with you. This is a truly moving article that sent chills down my spine. Thanks for sharing.
September 12, 2011 at 10:04 am
Recuerdo el 11 de septiembre.Fué terrible.Soy de España.Recuerdo estar todo el país frente al televisor viendo las noticias de las 15 p.m., cuando las torres cayeron ningun podíamos creerlo!!!!!!
September 12, 2011 at 11:12 am
FYI to all – the last sentence is apart of his post that he posted 5 years ago. He re-posted a post that he wrote 5 years, so the “5 years ago” line stands true to the original post and the first line states that.
September 12, 2011 at 12:10 pm
I remember it so clearly too. I remember watching NY1 and thinking the plane was just some drunk guy flying a plane (I have no idea where that idea came from). I remember watching the towers fall from my roof and then running downstairs to watch the news to confirm that I’d actually seen what had just happened. I remember 6th Avenue being silent and empty, and not being able to get to my apartment on 8th Street with ID and a piece of mail with my address on it. It changed everything.
September 12, 2011 at 12:33 pm
Great piece of writing, Scott. I was at home, after school, in Poland, it was late in the afternoon, the day was sleepy and i was about to stop watching music channels and get back to study, when i wittnessed that, live, it was so terryfing, so powerful. I felt for you, NYers and americans and in general i i remember my mind going over the fact what a terrible things people do to each other all and over again. Just think about it, we could all live in peace… Such a banal thing to say, but it’s true… Wishing for a better world for young kids…
September 12, 2011 at 12:45 pm
I watched a really good documentary last night called The Cats of Mirikitami featuring a homeless man who happened to be an artist living in NY . The film’s creator took him in to her small SOHO apartment and his very interesting life was revealed.
There is a scene where the tower was hit and he continued to draw his beloved cats..the mayhem was around him and he continued on with his art. It was a powerful scene.
Peace to all and thank you for all of the comments..
I wonder if Scott can find him, he would be around 90 years old now and living in assisted housing..powerful man…
September 12, 2011 at 12:50 pm
It’s my first time to read a passage about 911 from a New Yorker. I can feel the sadness and fear from the passage and the comments.
It’s so meaningful to read your blog.
September 12, 2011 at 1:13 pm
Thank you for sharing your story it was very moving. I lived in Dallas at the time and was looking after my 2 month old baby boy. I remember watching the TV and weeping while rocking my baby. I was so incredibly sad and yet I was unable to tear my eyes away from the horror I was seeing. So I remember weeping and rocking… weeping and rocking…
I apperiate your story because it has been echoed by so many other stories from your readers. I am astonished to know that this tragedy has touched so many lives outside the US. Makes me aware that we are not alone in this great big world. And that we have so many friends out there that wept with us on that sad day.
September 12, 2011 at 1:58 pm
I didnt’ have time to read the comments until now I just read the first 20 or so…..people, he said this was a post from 5 years ago….so, that means he’s posting it AGAIN….so, when he says 5 years, that’s correct
Anyway, love reading your account again, and everyone’s else’s also and their point of views…..
September 12, 2011 at 3:37 pm
tu pourras dire a Garance, que franchement le coup du sac en bandoulière de chez Wang, c pas terrible pour le dos.
hein ? tes pas dac ? bon sinon, ton blog c’est bien aussi.
September 12, 2011 at 4:21 pm
I worked on West Broadway for a few years and loved looking South at the Towers on a daily basis. Seeing them reminded me of how much I loved being in New York.
My main memory is the dust and smell and taste of burn metal.
September 12, 2011 at 4:36 pm
I was so little when this happened that I had no idea how this had affected people’s lives in New York. Though I was just a child, I clearly remember seeing those videos and pictores on the news. It was chocking to me.
I read your text and I cried. You clearly transmitted the sadness and horror of that dreadful day.
September 12, 2011 at 4:39 pm
I still remember everything from that day! it’s incredible that after 5 years is still in our minds like it was yesterday….
September 12, 2011 at 5:03 pm
I still remember that day as if it was yesterday. It was a warm and sunny day here in Switzerland, but I felt like frozen. It’s still so sad..
September 12, 2011 at 9:17 pm
We are remembering that day and we always will. I had twins born in Hong Kong on August 12th, two months early. We had a kind of early thanksgiving dinner at our NY friends apartment on September 11th (NY is 12 hrs behind HK) to celebrate our daughter coming out of hospital the following day (our son came home 2 weeks later). We got home and I turned on the TV and yelled to my husband that a plane had hit the twin towers in NY, we watched in horror and grief then, the same as I do now 10 years later. We contacted our NY friends who were frantically trying to reach family back in NY. The next day we took the usually full commuter ferry to HK Island to pick up our daughter and the ferry was eerliy silent and almost empty. We picked up our premie baby and brought her home to a world that had changed forever.
September 13, 2011 at 12:21 am
tears are streaming sart :( your feelings translate
atrocities happen every day in our world. because 9/11 was splashed across our screens, every ‘human’ being couldent beleive their eyes or beleive the sorrow in their hearts. the saying is true, unless you see it with your own eyes you tend to block it out. the world needed to witness this tradgedy in a sense (although shocking to witness) because we needed to see with our own eyes that this was real, monsters arnt a fable, and that new yorkers and also people/families/friends from many other countries, although with scars, will overcome.
September 13, 2011 at 2:48 am
I was even 12 years old and we were having a birthday party of my friend who was born at September 11th… We were watching something on TV and first thought it was a strange movie until we realised it was real since it was on every TV channel… Such a strange and horrorful moment. The next day in school we still wished it was a movie…
September 13, 2011 at 12:20 pm
This is a truly touching story. Thank you, Scott.
September 13, 2011 at 12:50 pm
I also remember that day.
I was ten years old and I was with mum+brother at home. We live in Barcelona, Spain, so at 15:00 we started seeing some images about what had happened in NY. My cousin Maya lived really really near the towers and it took almost 16 hours to find her out. I remember my mum really really worried calling again and again my cousin, my aunt, Luke…
Maya always says that people started to run to the park and that it was HORRIBLE.
September 13, 2011 at 2:40 pm
It’s crazy thinking back on it. Even though I live in Ohio, I remember it very clearly. I had just gotten out of school and I had this weird eerie feeling. People were talking and then someone comes up to me and says, “something really bad happened today.” Everyone felt it here in Ohio also. Everyone rushing home, eyes glued to their TV screens, and every single station talking about the incident. It got to the point where I couldn’t watch anymore. I remember thinking, how.
I love all of your pictures and I think this post says a lot. I love it.
September 13, 2011 at 5:33 pm
I remember it the same and I still cry when I read something like this. I will never be the same. Thanks for sharing as I don’t have the guts to do so.
September 13, 2011 at 7:01 pm
i worked as a dresser at your showroom for cornell collin’s fashion show on sept 10, 2001…i believe that was his name..
September 13, 2011 at 10:27 pm
I remember waking up late, and my sister was on the phone telling me to turn on the new immediately. I did, and it took me a bit to realize what I was seeing. It was just so hard to comprehend. Its still hard to comprehend. One of my roommates was from Brooklyn, and he started trying to call home, and it was hard to get through, and we all just kept quiet and I remember thinking really hard that I just hoped it was no one I knew, and no one my friends knew. Cowardly, but thats what I remember hoping.
September 13, 2011 at 10:40 pm
Thanks for mentioning the grocery store/island thing. It’s one of my more distinct memories of being in NYC that day and the days that followed. It is one of the strange experiences I am reminded of when people in other places like California or Colorado or London try to tell me they know what it was like on 9/11, and I just think, no you don’t, you could buy bread.
September 14, 2011 at 12:26 am
September 14, 2011 at 1:14 am
I too, remember it as if it was yesterday. My photos and words on public FB link.
September 14, 2011 at 12:05 pm
Even more important than your memories or momentaneous confusions…thousands of people died there. I’m far away from that disgrace, at least, geographically, but tears still come to me when I try to understand their horror. To all of us who write any kind of tales about that day, please, do not forget them.
September 14, 2011 at 4:41 pm
Powerful writeup Scott.
September 15, 2011 at 11:54 am
Great article. I´m not american but european and I´ve missed a photo of your flag in a day like this.
September 18, 2011 at 9:05 am
I live in Australia and although I cannot even begin to understand what all the New Yorkers have been through, my deepest sympathy goes out to everyone who was affected by these attacks. Your post was really moving and I thank you so much for sharing. I watched a moving documentary today about two fireman Pablo and Frank who saved 77 lives that day by disregarding their own safety and rescuing others before perishing in the fire. The documentary stated how New Yorkers generally don’t show emotion to strangers, but in this circumstance everyone was so supportive and caring for everyone else’s welfare. I hope New Yorkers are stronger because of the attacks and my heart goes out to all the victims.
Thanks again Scott.
September 19, 2011 at 11:29 pm
the city ached for so very long.
there was a silence and quiet tension which i never experienced before in the city( manhattan born & raised).
afew months later i had to be down at a building on wall street.
it was a gorgeous srping day, but on the floor of this building the drapes were closed.
coming into this subdued darkend waiting room seemed odd.
the recptionist said that if i wanted to i could open the drapes.
she continued saying that the people in the office couldn’t bear to look anymore.
when i opened the drapes, i got a birdseye view of what had been both towers. the recovery effort was ongoing.
it looked like a scar, and a feeling of such deep sadness washed over me.
i recall how silent verything seemed.
on the way down in the elevator, was a woman whos arms were scarred. she started to tell her story, of working downtown that day and having her building evacuate.
she said there were ‘ blobs of fire, raining down, which landed on her arms’.
it brought new york city to its knees.
and the world wept with us.
more than anything our world needs healing & peace.
September 21, 2011 at 2:02 pm
I am from Romania and at the time i was almost 8 and i still remember that day perfectly.Your post as extremely touching and it really made me think of haw terrible it was for everyone in NewYork or US .I hope somedayterrorism will come to an end .
September 25, 2011 at 11:39 pm
9 years old in Sydney, Australia I remember being woken up and told that buildings I’d never heard of in a city about which I was dimly aware had fallen. Even though I didn’t grasp the significance until much later. A moving post, thank you.
September 27, 2011 at 12:31 pm
It still really does feel like yesterday. It hurts just as much too. I over slept for the first time in my entire life on that day. I was going to get an old job I had in that area that day. I got to see the second tower get hit and both towers fall on t.v rather than in person. That would have destroyed me mentally. I also loved that book store “Borders”. I think some Borders book stores closed down this year. They’re still online though. Thanks for sharing. It was the saddest day for all New Yorkers. I live in Florida now, and they really don’t understand what it was like, and how it still feels.