Where were you that fateful day?

Speaking from experience we all have that day, I remember vividly where I was when that first plane hit the tower on September 11th. I remember sitting out on the trade floor as I worked for an energy company at that time. I remember all of the televisions that were up around the trade floor to see day trading and the stock numbers. I remember hearing someone say "Oh, no what is happening?" to look up and see the tower starting to crumble in front of my eyes. I remember the horror of our faces as we watched a the plane hitting the tower and could see all of the smoke. I also remember the news crew that was there being speechless for a moment. Not knowing what to say or do. Then the real horror set in. A voice from our office said, isn't that where Jay Shaw was working?" We all started to compare conversations we had with our former co-worker Jay before he left and moved to NYC. You see, Jay went to work for Cantor-Fitzgerald, that was located in One World Trade Center, and had floors 101-105. All we could think of from that moment for quite a few moments to follow was maybe Jay didn't go to work that day, maybe he was sick or on vacation. We all started praying, praying for the people that were in the towers, praying for the emergency crews, and most of all, praying for Jay. Hoping that maybe he was one of the lucky ones. Well, I am sure that you are wondering and I do have to say unfortunately Jay's life was not spared. But with that being said, I do believe that Jay went to be with God that day. I do think he is a guardian angel.

After being what I felt was so close to the attacks that day, flash forward to April of 2011. Mike and I were planning our ten year wedding anniversary. We were discussing where we wanted to go. We talked about the beach, Las Vegas, and then Mike said what about NYC. I thought about it, and decided sure, why not. I had always wanted to go to NYC, and it seemed that it would be a great time to go. So, we planned our trip, and this past June headed out.

Little did I know how much that trip would mean to me. I was able to see Lady Liberty in all of her glory, and see Manhattan by day and by night, but most importantly, I was able to see Freedom Tower and see New York City recovering. It was an emotional but amazing trip.

I will never forget September 11, 2001.


(Above:Freedom Tower being worked on)


(Above: Lady Liberty as seen from the Top of Rockefeller Center, also known as Top of the Rock)

Until next post, where I promise to post more pics.

Please don't ever forget!