I’ve been putting off posting in this thread, should I? Should I not? Because it’s just awful and weird and I’d hate the idea of hijacking something like this but…I knew one of the passengers on one of the planes. Mostly around this time of year I avoid the news and try not to think about it.
And just now I was thinking how nice it was that I’ve now heard about someone who was there and lived through it and is now living an ok life in sunny Florida.
So thank you for getting out, and running to safety, and moving forward to create a new life.
vix, on the History Channel there has been a program shown about a Morgan Stanley guy who had a plan to evacuate everyone, a security head I think, who stayed behind to make sure all the MS people got out. You mentioned a guy who was helping, and didn’t make it. Might this have been the same person? I won’t give the whole name here, but his surname began with R.
A close friend who lived across street growing up’s younger sister was in one of the towers. She was working as a temp. She, and others were saved by Bruce Eagleson, who got them out and died in the process.
vix, you seem very emotionally grounded and healthy.
Every now and then I will see and old movie and in the background I will see the towers or even the towers being constructed (The Hot Rock). That causes me to wince with the memory of the optimisim. But there is one movie that brings the past into focus (with an acknowledgment of the ending) in such a way that I could find some joy again. It is a movie about the man who walked the wire the was strung between the two towers. It left me with a feeling of joy again. I’m sorry that I can’t tell you the name of it, but perhaps someone else can. It is a real celebration of the towers.
My granddaughter, on a senior trip, had been to the tower with the famous restaurant on top the spring before and she grieved for what was gone. I think that it was Bloomingdale’s that had the large snow balls with the towers intact for sale at Christmas and I bought her one.
I felt the loss of complete strangers and the horror of it very intensely – especially as the buildings were falling. I’ve listened to some of the phone calls that were made.
I am so glad to be alive. I try to make every September 11 a day to celebrate life and living. That is my memorial to those who suffered or died.
Sorry I’m late to the reunion for the “vix wasn’t incinerated by terrorists” picnic. Anyone want some rotisserie chicken?
My question is about after you moved to Florida and the woman whose desk was right by your office who had a picture of the burning towers on her wall. Did she ever find out that you were there? I know you have much, much greater self-control than I do, but I cannot imagine how you didn’t blow her little mind with that fact at some point or another.
More generally, have you gotten any weird reactions from people who found out you were there? Have you run into anyone who has gotten all sanctimonious about the whole 9/11 thing, and have you let them know your story?
And did you buy one of those coins where there was a cutout and you could stand the towers up or make them fall down? Because that was ultra-classy. (AIRC, they were partly made from metals they dug up from the site, just to make it that much tackier.)
Baker - I’d like to see that show about Rescorla. I actually have a copy of the book about him somewhere, but I haven’t read it.
dalej42 - No, I haven’t read Debt of Honor.
IvoryTowerDenizen - I forget how many of us are connected by this event. I’m glad your friend’s sister got out.
Nymysys - Yeah, all three of you are in the pictures. I’m amazed you flew so soon after 9/11.
Zoe - You’re welcome. Fortunately, 9/11 is much less of a defining event in my life than this thread makes it seem. I don’t generally think about it much at all.
Billdo - Heh, no. I never did bring it up to her. But it’s not too late! She still works there, and I’ll bet she’s still got the picture up. Think it’s too late for me to stage a dramatic meltdown? As to other peoples’ reactions, no, nothing stands out. People are surprised and curious and sometimes want to hear my story. No one’s gotten sanctimonious with me, probably because they know I’d take it… badly.
Zsofia - I didn’t know about those lovely coins! Maybe I’ll give them as Christmas gifts this year! And yes, the picnic was wonderful. Some of the posters in this thread (among others Dopers) are good friends who I met through the SDMB and Dopefests. They were amazingly supportive after 9/11 and I am lucky to have them.
I don’t really have a question, but I thought I’d add a little levity to the thread. You probably don’t remember this, but 10 years ago, you were looking for a copy of a “Babylon 5” episode, and I had a copy which I sent to you. As you can see from the thread comments, I used a different name back then.
And, shortly after that, I was on the receiving end of from your future husband. (Hey, this was before wikipedia). I don’t think he thought much of the levity I used in that question.. (The thread then quickly degenerated into a punfest
You almost had me convinced that J and I went while you did something else, but that truly didn’t seem possible. This only proves your powers of mind control haven’t weakened with age.
Y’know, I was able to justify it at the time by believing if nothing had happened in the intervening two days, the odds of something happening to my plane on the third day were probably statistically similar to something happening to my plane any other random day. That’s probably a textbook definition of false logic, but I really really really wanted to see my friends.
It’s funny how well I feel I know you, or at least know things about you, from our interactions the last ten years, yet this particular thing slips my mind constantly. But, at that time, and for a while, it defined you to me utterly. That and the jumping on your couch picture.