the 9/11 story with Beverly
Date Submitted: 9/9/2016
She was driving to work when the terrorist attack happened. She had to be at the ALDOT Central Office in Montgomery, Alabama that morning for a meeting, She was listening to the radio as she drove up and had heard about first plane crashing into one of the Trade Center's towers. At first, it seemed like just a horrible accident. After arriving at the office and making her way up to the second floor, she was walking down the hall to the meeting room when she was met in the hallway by a co-worker who looked as if he'd just seen a ghost. He said that a second plane had just hit the second tower!!!!
She knew then that this was no accident!!! She felt as if we (our country) was under attack.
The group tried to begin their meeting, but someone in the office had a television and others kept interrupted with more news bulletins. It was rather chaotic.
Soon all she could think of was trying to contact her husband and other family members to find out where everyone was. My Dad worked on Fort Rucker with the military contractor responsible for aircraft maintenance. When Mom finally got up with him, he said that the base was on total lock-down and that they were talking about bringing in cots for people to sleep on since no one would be allowed to leave!
That, she said, really scared her. That was when things really started to sink in that no body knew what or where "they" might strike next!
When 5:00 pm finally came she got another scare. The Central Office is near Gunter Air Force Base in Montgomery. As she left to drive home she dove past the main gates into the base. Gunter was on total lock-down as all bases were, but seeing uniformed soldiers, holding rifles and in full battle gear lining the highway, guarding the perimeter of the base was a scene she will never forget!
Those who die innocent deaths never really die. They are everywhere; we just don't see them in quite the same way. And the culmination of what they were and what their death meant is as prevalent and tangible as the warmth in your soul and the sorrow in your heart.
Imran (story excerpt)