Post by stefancrosscoe on Sept 14, 2021 16:10:41 GMT
I was most likely coming home from school when it all happened, not sure where I was exactly when the towers collapsed, but somehow I remember that we were going to visit my dad, who were lying at the hospital, having been operated earlier that day, and he had not been getting much sleep the night before. So he had stayed up all night, watching action movies on tv, so when he later on (after the surgery) were all drugged up, and finally was able of getting some sleep. He woke up, turned on the television, and the thinking what he saw on the news, was just another action movie, expecting to see Bruce Willis as John McClane in a white t-shirt full of blood, saving the day and killing all the bad guys.
Of course, he soon realized it was not from a movie, but something way, way worse. And when we saw the Naudet brothers documentary last week, I remember that at least one or two of the bystanders witnessing in horror, what took place, and one said something like:
"This is like something out of a Hollywood movie"
Sadly, there were no John McClane saving the day, but there were true heroes on the scene, risking their own life to help out other, by going up in those towers, not knowing what might happen next. Sadly, many of those would not return, but yeah, that little story from my dad, when he was all drugged out and tired of the operation, and him thinking it was just a movie, somehow that is my strongest memory of that tragic day.
For it is written: the inhabitants of the Earth have been made drunk with her blood. And I saw her sent upon a hairy beast and she held forth a golden chalice full of the filthiness of fornications. And upon her forehead was written: "Behold I am the great mother of harlots and all abominations of the Earth."
Post by moviebuffbrad on Sept 15, 2021 20:15:04 GMT
I was 9, at home. My family and I all have different memories of the events. I remember seeing it on the news and not realizing the gravity of the situation until my older brother woke up and started freaking out. My parents remember it as them seeing it first and waking us up.
Another memory is them contemplating who did it, and the only country I could think of who hated the US - based on the South Park movie - was Canada.