Hi all! I’m Dorie and I live on Long Island NY(All My life) and unfortunatly I remember too well September 11,2001. I started to write this earlier but, the tears got so bad I had to stop!
The morning that this happened I was cleaning a house I did every week( I was a house cleaner) I went outside to shake a rug when a neighbor saw me and asked had I heard that a plane had hit one of the towers, I went inside and turned on the TV and watched in horror as the second plane hit! Chills went through my body because the day before I was at the hotdog cart in front of the towers with my neice, visiting my brother who was in ST Vincent’s hospital, several blocks away. I wanted to call my whole family! I called my oldest 2 children who where home and woke them up and said put on the TV, With that the towers started to fall, The fear that went through me. I pray I never feel again. The Next thing that went through my mind was how was my brother!!! With that there was a knock on the door. It was the lawn mower Man. He asked If he could see the TV, I let him in and we both stood with tears in our eyes, looked at each other and just hugged ( I had only met this man once before)
we were scared!! I tried to call the hospital but all lines in NY were out or overrun. I wrote a letter to the woman that I was cleaning for and ran home I needed my kids. I hugged them and they hugged me all of us with tears in our eyes. My youngest was in school and the school was in lockdown, I was really scared! I was home about 10 minutes when a friend called me her cousin worked at the towers, She was crying and I drove over there to calm her down!! As I was there My cell phone rang and it was the pastor of my church we had several people from our church who also worked in the towers, He asked if I could come to the church to help as the families were meeting there till we had words about the family members!! I calmed my friend down and we went to the church! (She is jewish, and I didn’t want to leave her alone, I am a presbyterian) My church welcomed her and her family with open arms. I will tell you these were the hardest 48 hours of my life! I held Children crying for there parents I held Husband and wives, Mothers Fathers, Cousins and Friends. I spent time At stores buying things that the workers needed and was amazed at the love fellow New yorkers had for each other. I found out later that day that my brother was Ok it was a relief for me but the sorrow I saw in everyones faces and the fear.
The weeks after I spent waiting with family members for news! We all knew in our hearts these people were gone but that was not spoken we all prayed that there was a pocket that Many lives were saved! I attended more funerals and memorials than I had in my life time. My 6 yr old had funeral clothes?
I will never forget 9-11-01! The families that were torn apart by selfish human beings! My anger gets worse as the years go by! And I ask God Why and in the same breath I put it in his hands for him to handle it!
I loving memory of all who lost there lives!
Peace My friends
Dorie