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It’s 9/11…..where we’re you?

Took my then 3 month old daughter for her first flight. Wife and I had gotten up early to go look for elk. Had no communication until we landed (after the airspace had closed). We got caught up shortly after landing.
 
I was in 7th grade history class, I think. I remembered the teacher turned the tv on and we all watched. Parents got me out of school early, shortly after.


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Alice and I vacationing on Prince Edward Island and just by chance watched all on a TV in a Radio Shack store. Drove our rental car to Halifax and saw all the overseas airliners stacked up at the airport. Got our flight back home days later which flew by NYC and all passengers got a look at the then still plume of smoke from the Towers. Never forget!
 
I was in my basement office on Vashon Island early expecting to write some motions. Yahoo news told of the first airplane crash. The second one caused me to go up and tell my bride what was going on. It was awful. I ended up going to my job in Seattle but the boss said we weren't going to get anything done.
 
I was flying my 185 from Pagosa Springs to Jeffco airport in Denver to take the dog to the dog sitter, in prep for going to the Reno Air Races. I was flying along through the passes in the mountains listening to LeAnn Rimes. When I called Jeffco 15 out they said "we order you to land!" I said that is what I had in mind, what's up? "Cleared to land 29". I thought that was funny, usually too busy for that. As I progressed I realized there was no other radio traffic. After landing the line boy filled me in, and I went to the pilot lounge and watched the next couple of hours on TV.
It became obvious I wasn't flying anywhere a couple of hours later when a v-tail landed with an F-16 on his tail. He got a low pass with AB as he was rolling out. I rented a car and the dog and I drove back home. The Reno Air Races were cancelled. I went back a few days later and brought the airplane home.
 
I was working in the power plant at PACZ Cape Romanzof USAF Long Range Radar Station rebuilding generators. I was supposed to be there for another six weeks, but they came and got me with a C-12 about four days later for a higher priority job at JBER; The normal crew on that contract was missing a few people who were stuck out of state and couldn’t get back.
 
I was a Naval Aviator in Sicily on a 6 month deployment with VP-5 Mad Foxes flying the P-3C Orion. I was the squadron Maintenance Officer and one of my officers came into my office and told me an airplane just crashed into one of the World Trade Center buildings. As we were searching the web for what happened, the second plane hit. We both knew at that point we were at war, we just didn’t know with who yet. We immediately recalled all aircraft on mission and personnel to the hangar. All 405 squadron personnel were assembled later in the hangar and we were told what we could expect to be doing in the near future. One of many frustrations that day was not being able to get an open phone line to talk with my wife in the USA.
 
My brother and I were fishing for a book cover. We listened to the radio in the truck and other people around were discussing in low voices. Very weird vibe in every way. During the grounding, went out to the airport and taxiied the Cub around the ramp with the tail in the air. (Bobo, I knew the Tomcat guys first in, the fight at Tora Bora was epic. Even dropping leaflets was interesting, they stuffed them under the air brake. Another friend was on the ground, convinced the same Turkey drivers ruined his white Hi-Lux diesel after the talibs stole it.)

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