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September 11th, 2012
Death To Islam
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“I Will Meet You in the Stairwell”–a Prayer for 9/11
(The following was received as an email in 2010 and posted here with minor editing on September 11th, 2010 and re-posted last year when New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s decided to commemorate the tenth anniversary of the terrorist attacks of September 11th, 2001 without allowing the presence of any clergy or the expression of any. In 2012, “Meet Me in the Stairwell” is more valuable than ever despite the effort by delegates at the Democrat National Convention to ban God from their arena.)
(Graphic compliments of IOwntheWorld.com)
“Meet Me in the Stairwell”
You say you will never forget where you were when
you heard the news On September 11, 2001.
Neither will I.
I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room
with a man who called his wife to say ‘Good-Bye.’ I
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the
peace to say, ‘Honey, I am not going to make it, but it
is OK. . . I am ready to go.’
I was with his wife when he called as she fed
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she
tried to understand his words and as she realized
he wasn’t coming home that night.
I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a
woman cried out to Me for help. ‘I have been
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!’ I said.
‘Of course I will show you the way home – only
believe in Me now.’
I was at the base of the building with the Priest
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He
heard my voice and answered.
I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their
faith has saved them.
I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan, Afghanistan.
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense Me?
I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew
every name – though not all knew Me. Some met Me
for the first time on the 86th floor.
Some sought Me with their last breath.
Some couldn’t hear Me calling to them through the
smoke and flames; ‘Come to Me… this way… take
my hand.’ Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.
I did not place you in the Tower that day. You
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have
reached for Me?
Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are
‘ready to go.’
I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.
During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are
doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally it
takes only 1 minute.) All you have to do is the
Stop and think and appreciate God’s power
in your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to
Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the
instructions. Jesus said, ‘If you are ashamed of Me, I will be
ashamed of you before My Father.’
If you are not ashamed, copy and send this message…only
if you believe ‘Yes, I love my God. He is my
fountain of Life and My Savior. He keeps me going day and
night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him, I can do
everything. Christ is my strength.’
If you look closely at the picture above, you will note that all the Marines pictured are bowing their heads. That’s because they’re praying.
GOD Bless Our Warriors, May God Bless America, One Nation Under GOD!
(Religious or not, all Americans should pray on, before, and after September 11th, 2011. They should pray to Christ or to Yahweh or to Buddha or to Allah that the horrors of eleven years ago won’t again be visited on our nation. All indications are that they will so maybe our prayers should also focus on preserving what we have left following the inevitable.)
I cried all day……..
My first account was Capital Group in Brea Cal. that morning – everyone was really freaked out. I’ll never forget the jets blasting along the Brea hills. The media was really somber for a day – then it was right back to the same old pagan bullsh!t.
I always play this video on the anniversary.
Thank God George W. Bush was President at that time.
It changed everything in my world.
Outlook on life.
I chose the side of good like never before.
How I approach people and places.
Apperication for the greatness of America.
God Bless America
USA USA USA
My son was originally booked on UA 93 from Newark to San Francisco. He was a VP for GAP in NYC and at the last moment changed his flight the night before to leave with two other colleagues from JFK. I did not hear from him until 11AM on 9/11/01…needless to say I died 1000 times until he called me from Indianapolis to say he was OK and that he had changed his flight. GAP bought the three people a car to drive from Indy to Manhattan where GAP started gathering socks and underwear for the firefighters, police, workers.
I cry every year…for the victims and families, for America and pray for them all. I also pray to thank God my son is alive and safe today. God Bless America, God Bless everyone who will bow their heads today.
Those words now bind two generations, and two nations that MUST stand together…
I’ve read a lot of first person accounts of that day, this one always stuck with me as the best:
This is without question the most poignant song parody I ever spun — “The Dhimm Tries Shari’ah” — which is all about the GZ mosque
It changed everything.
We now permanently have the Patriot Act (Ryan voted to make it permanent)
Big increase in the debt
Wars in Iraq and Afghanistan
GW Bush reneged on his foreign policy
The Unitary Executive
Evisceration of habeas corpus
Erasure of the last vestiges of the Posse Comitatus Act
“We will smoke them outta their holes.”~George W. Bush
Hazelgrave. Mooney. Dorff. Wagener. Goode. Tellier. Rest In Peace, Brothers.
Remembering forever all those who went INTO the Twin Towers to try to help. The firefighters, police, the priest who ministered until he was killed. Did they know they were going into certain death? If they did, it didn’t stop them. They gave their lives to try to save others. “Greater love has no man than this…” (John 15:13)
I had that dream again……..
99th Squad Leader
So many lost. Inconceivable, even today. I was at work at the time, working on a design for a presentation. My boss came into the office with a weird look on his face. He said in a quiet voice, everyone has to go immediately to the media room to watch television. We could not imagine why it was necessary until we saw the unimaginable.
What hit me first was the terror I felt for the passengers on those doomed planes. Second, the hopelessness and knowing no one could survive those towers imploding. Third, the children that were killed. As the days and weeks after the 9/11 tragedy revealed even more horrors, the shock was overwhelming. It’s still painful. The American people were victimized that day, but we will be vindicated because we are a great nation.
dapenguin in OIHO
We were having breakfast across the street from Disney Land preparing to take our Son and very young Daughter there for the first time. The guard that met us at the gate to tell us we could not go in was named Walt and the next day when it re-opened Walt was there again. For years my Son thought he was met at the gate by Walt Disney What a conversation to have to have with a 4 year old, “we can’t go to the happiest place on Earth because some bad men did a very terrible thing.”
May you and all who supported you or cheered for you or still do today burn forever in everlasting fire.
As us Southerners have been saying for years
“Hell no I aint forgetin!!”
Several times in the last ten years I’ve had ‘the voice’ just sort of drop a label into my consciousness.
9/11 was The Dark Epiphany.
When the face of Satanic Evil was revealed to all who have eyes to see it.
What followed seems to be this terrible polarization in our culture- a declaration of irreconcilable differences:
The Alignment of Sides.
With GWB’s second term came the phase that we are
The Great Inversion
where all that is evil is called Good and Good called evil.
With this last Blue moon I got the next phase-
I was on the way to school and remember the total absence of planes in the sky as I passed two airports. Then I turned on the radio and tried to make out what was going on. Didn’t know until I got to school and everybody was crowded around the computers watching the towers burn. The feeling was sickening, like a knife in the heart.
It changed my world forever and started me on a search for answers. Learning new words that they didn’t teach in school like, jihad, infidel, dhimmi, and later on, the redemptive JDAM.
In my search, one of the first websites that caught my attention was Atlas Shrugs, Pamela Gellers front line website. That is where I got most of my education on the war that the bastard jihadists just touched off — the war that will continue until the murderous pedophile worshiping demons of islam are all neutralized.
The education continues but like the saying goes, I learned all I need to know about islam on 9-11.
I grew up with a few guys who worked at Cantor Fitzgerald. Fortunately they made it out OK, but many others who worked at CF did not.
Much of the TV and Internet infrastructure that served the metro NYC area was destroyed along with the towers so I didn’t watch any news at my own house for a few days.
BTW, this is another example of what can happen when the country votes for “the cool guy”. Clinton had several opportunities to take out Bin Laden. In his typical pandering desire to be all things to all people he failed to act, even though the threat was known. This has been documented by multiple credible authors including Michael Scheuer, Michael Yon and Richard Miniter.
This war should have been over by 9/13/01:
Mecca, Medina, Riyadh, Qom, Baghdad, Tehran, Damascus, Islamabad, and Pyongyang for good measure. And a J-dam to cleanse the Temple Mount while we’re at it.
As it is this war will grind on for generations. Or until someone gives the go codes.
I was already retired from a private air/ground ambulance service. My husband was still working for a county EMS service, Captain, morning watch(night shift). He had arrived home late and worn out. He went on to bed. I had just had surgery again and could not sleep. I had the TV on. When the news broke about the first plane, my sister called me. 2 minutes later the second plane hit. I immediately told her this was an attack. We stayed on the phone(she was at work) and I kept her abreast of the unfolding events. I felt so helpless, watching, wanting to help knowing the reality the people and the emergency personnel were facing. I wanted to wake my husband but knew he desperately needed sleep. Listening to the confused reports… I tried to give my sister condensed versions of every new report which she passed on to her co-workers. Then the first tower fell. My tears came then. My first words were “Oh, my God…the firefighters inside…they’re gone…” My sister was crying with me. I told her I would have to call her back because I needed to wake my husband. I prayed then “Lord, give me the words.” I woke my husband, who immediately wanted to know if I was alright, thinking something was wrong re my surgery. I just turned on the bedroom TV and said “we are under attack..” He watched the reports, the video replaying and just held on to me. When the second tower fell, he got out of bed, grabbed a clean uniform and headed for the shower. 10 minutes later, his chief called him in. Even though we live in Ga. there were immediate concerns and all command personnel were being called in. No one knew what would happen next. He left for duty, not sure when he would be home. We lost 343 public safety brothers and almost 3000 Americans on that horrible day. I cannot forget. I will not forget. We have lost even more Americans fighting the evil forces responsible for the attacks on 9/11. I will never stop remembering those lost that day and those in the intervening years fighting to stop an enemy who will do it again in a heartbeat if given the chance.
God bless our troops…still fighting the good fight. God bless all those supporting our troops. God bless all those fighting here to take our country back. Thanks to all of you at IOTW… for being a place where truth, love and laughter become powerful weapons in that battle.
God bless and be with all who lost loved ones on 9/11.
God bless the USA.
For one, brief instant, all non-muslims in the world were Americans.
You are so right–The Great Inversion describes where we are right now.
The Alignment of Sides is still continuing. And our “leaders” have aligned themselves on the wrong side.
The Reckoning will not be pretty.
I was just leaving for work (CDT) and my wife was watching the news. She turned to me and said, “A plane crashed into the World Trade Center!”
Having read the Tom Clancy books, I immediately flashed upon the event where the Japanese airline pilot crashed in the Capitol Building on the evening that Jack Ryan was to be sworn in as President. Most all of Congress and the Supreme Court were in the building.
So, with this memory racing through my head I mentioned that I wasn’t surprised, but I was extremely shocked at the loss of life.
I drove to work (45 mins) and was at my desk and on the phone with my wife. Every person in the office were in the meeting room that had the cable TV setup, watching the horror live. Then my wife nearly yelled, “Another plane hit the OTHER tower!”
Of course, not much got done that day. The owner of our company was a strong Catholic and patriotic American so all emphasis that day was to contact as many different people and customers to fine out if they were safe.
To top it all off, it is also one of our son’s 27th birthday today. He turned 16 on that horrible day.
A cousin of mine lost his wife in Tower 2. I cannot begin to imagine the grief of all of the family members of those who died that day. This is why I will never forget – Where, When, Who, and Why.
I was moving from NY to Detroit on the Friday before it happened. I spent Saturday in the city and said my goodbyes then started out on the long drive on Sunday.
On Tuesday when it happened my boss came running into the room and said turn on CNN, a plane hit the WTC. There was speculation it was a small commuter jet that went in, but the skies were clear as we looked up at the TV.
I thought to myself that I was just there last weekend. As the events played out, I said this is war.
I found out a couple weeks later that I knew one of the firefighters that died. He was a good person whom I used to work with just a few months earlier. He didn’t deserve that fate.
So, even today, if you are a radical Muslim, I only wish death for you and those you love.
Roscoe P. Soultrane
@Jerry Manderin: ““We will smoke them outta their holes.”~George W. Bush”
Unless they were in Pakistan (or close to the border), or Iran, in which case, we were pretty cool with it, unfortunately. For as tough as he talked, he didn’t really back it up.
@Roscoe P. Soultrane – Thanks to GW Bush and the people, methods, and tactics he put into place, Osama Bin Laden is now DEAD. Give the guy a break.
You will never hear 0bama say that about any muslim: “We will smoke them outta their holes.”
George Bush was in Love with America, just the opposite of the traitor we are in the process of evicting. Can you even imagine if that happened on 0bama’s watch? He would be cheering them on.
God Bless America and please comfort the families of the fallen.
Played hooky from work that day. Woke up and turned on the tube and saw one of the towers on fire. Thinking it was a movie, I thought what excellent graphics. Went to make something to eat for a bit and came back to the TV to check what movie this is…found out it was the local news channel. Just in time to see the second tower blasted.
I don’t remember what range of emotions I ran through but it was a lot.
God Bless the victims, their families and friends!
Brown Eyed Girl
Given the three-hour time difference between where I live and the east coast, I was awakened very early by the telephone ringing. I groggily answered it to hear my mother on the other end. “Honey, you better get up and turn on the television. All hell is breaking loose.” I spent most of the rest of the day glued to the television, crying and praying. When I later went to our little downtown area to pick up my mail at the post office, I was astonished– there were American flags displayed everywhere. Like it was the Fourth of July but I missed the parade.
I cannot start to imagine what some have gone through.
I was in the daily morning planning meeting at a power plant on the Ohio River. An engineer’s pager went off and he stated non-chalantly that a plane had crashed into the WTC. A few minutes later he said ANOTHER plane had crashed into the WTC. The plant manager ended the meeting and ordered the plant property secured.
System electrical demand for a hot September day suddenly plunged to minimum levels like we’ve never seen before. The crystal blue sky was unstained by jet trails as we inspected the plant’s perimeter fence.
Word came that another rogue plane was in the vicinity of nuke plants not far north of us. That was the plane that eventually crashed in PA.
Work ceased at the plant. Everyone huddled around TV coverage of the tragedy, praying out loud or cursing the perpetrators in frustrated anger. I think any one of us would have gladly waded into battle that day.
Local law enforcement spent the next two months at our little plant, around the clock, making sure that the terrorists who weren’t interested in us would never come.
Boobie the Rocket Dog
@ Elwin – …and two cultures: Niemals vergessen.
I was listening to The Bob and Tom Show (back when it was funny, before they took a hard left turn). The tone of the program changed from constant comedy to intermittent disbelief then to sobriety as the guys watched the TV in Indianapolis and narrated.
Our then 6 year-old was still sleeping while dad and I watched the events on tv. When she sleepily came into the kitchen I turned the tv off and we pretended it was just another pretty September school day. Got her off to school, came home, took a call from a friend at the local CBS affiliate. I remember how angry I was. I remember how CBS exploited the violence of the cops beating Rodney King ten years earlier and sarcastically said to my friend, “I suppose CBS will be happy now that it’s not a slow news day.” I detest what the media does with personal tragedy in this country. 9/11 seemed to sate their blood lust for their “If it bleeds, it leads” disposition. And like most others I sat glued to the televsion for the next couple of days and then called my local AF recruiter to see if I could re-up. I wanted to kill obl with my own bare hands. I’m still angry that it took 10 years to find and kill him. No one will admit it, but he did “win” that day. Look at the humiliation Americans endure at the hands of idiots every time we get on an airplane or go to a pro sports event or try to pay a traffic fine at a court house. I’d rather die in a jihad attack once than die a hundred times in spirit as I’m being groped and inspected or when I watch a video of a child screaming for his dad or someone’s elderly aunt being forced to show her privates because she’s had hip replacement. What the hell is wrong with us that we won’t insist our government profile the real high risk among us? When are we going to prosecute those on the gov’t payroll who weren’t and aren’t doing their jobs? Just like people knew Hassan Nidal was a radical threat, there were people who knew those guys were taking flight lessons (to only land a jet liner!). I’ll never forget — I don’t know how any of us will ever forget.
I was standing in the A/V room at News9 in OKC. I went in to change a commercial spot when the first plane went in. The whole room went quiet. We kept saying it had to be an accident? Then the second went in. And all of us started thinking about the Murrah Building. We knew we were under attack. It was chaos after that. I went back to my office and all any of us could do was watch and cry. Then came the Pentagon hit. We got pissed. And then cried for flight 93. It was so freakin emotional. I want to cry every time I see it. But then I get so mad at the aftermath and the politics from it.
I’ve been pissed off since! Should have made a pretty sheet of glass out of that area across the pond! And I’m sick inside that our leaders have cow towed to those murderers!
Luis Lazaro Tijerina
Death is a memory in this mortal world.
Life is a memory of the death of our city:
Burning smoke floating through the air,
Charred memories, charred flesh,
The last phone call… not wanting to die,
Asking to be remembered.
Memories… upheld like a beacon in a great harbor.
On this day, the pallid sky
is spanned with haze of smoke and fire,
Pools of blood carpet the deserted streets.
Scorched cars are strewn like broken idols,
The desolate night becomes quiet.
Watches tick on the wrists of the dead,
Twisted steel stands like twisted art,
The mid-day sky is filled with colors of sunset,
Creating a cruel harbinger of terror.
In September come lights of amber on the trees.
The singular note of a trumpet singing
with the song of a human tragedy.
There are no faces left on those who once lived,
Only fingerprints burning
into the leaden skies.
On this of all days others came from far away
and destroyed the myth of commerce,
in a city that prided itself on tolerance, the mighty dollar,
and liberty for those who could afford it…
Fluttering receipts thrown in the air,
fall to the floor like golden autumn leaves,
History is a cruel teacher of over reaching…
On this day, the stocks sold and lost.
Stockbrokers trading in Hell,
Bitter root is the handmaiden of Imperialism
tumbling down like burning leaves that twist in the wind
on some shore immortalized by a starved whisper
of love and the disintegration of a human touch burning love
into the blackened wind.
Shadows of dying countrymen
fall from skyscraper windows
screaming into eternity,
Their blood is a livid sea.
Twin towers of endless greed,
Are now mounds of debris.
Sirens wail our grief,
New Yorkers walk aimlessly
about the soundless streets.
This fire will burn forever.
On this terrible day,
Flags are draped over caskets,
in Iraq and in Afghanistan,
None counts the “enemy’s” dead.
The wind that plays tonight plays with death,
The dry heat shadows the mystery of life.
Around the world they mourned the innocent dead
in waves of searing sorrow.
There is no relief of revenge,
When one says in another country,
“I had nothing to do with it.”
Remember what is left to remember,
Do not grieve for those who will perish soon,
Instead grieve for your country,
Do not remember the words of this poem,
Remember instead the thousands, who died without a voice,
` Luis Lázaro Tijerina
I saw the second plane hit on a small TV in our sales floor room at work. I thought the first tower was hit by a small plane and was being observed by a helicopter circling the towers. Then the “helcopter” hit the second tower. I instantly knew we were under attack. After watching for a time, I returned to my work area and informed my co-workers that we are going to war. I was a peace time veteran but even I knew that you don’t “bomb Pearl Harbor” and not suffer pay back. I agree, Death to islam and it’s supporters.
A coworker came down the hall saying ” a plane had hit the World Trade Center” Some of us gathered to watch ABC news coverage in a conference room. The camera was live on the tower, with Peter Jennings talking off camera, the building dropped, live on TV, Peter was not looking at his monitor because he did not react. We knew it before him. The one image that will always come to mind of that fateful day was a coworker, collapsing / sliding down the wall almost the same time the tower dropped. She was not hurt, but the shock of the horror had hit her.
Later in the day another coworker said ” Kevin your shirt. ” I looked down , I was wearing an ” I heart NY t-shirt ” someone had brought me from NYC. Today is only the 2nd time I have not worn that same shirt on the anniversary, I am ashamed to say that ” i forgot” when i got dressed this morning.
On the 5th anniversary I flew into NYC, the twin beams projecting up from the sight lit up the predawn sky. Very moving tribute.
I remember driving home on 9/11. Along the highway, one of the businesses had a giant American flag. I took such comfort in seeing that flag, like a bandage comforting a fresh wound.
The next day, I went to purchase an American flag. The store was out. So I bought both a “Betsy Ross” and a Gladstone “Don’t Tread On Me” flag.
Been flying them in front of my house EVERY DAY SINCE. (Replaced them twice for wear and tear.)
Many of us in the NY area know first responders who survived and have heard harrowing stories of horror and heroism. In Putnam County where I spend half my time, 7 people died, six were FDNY, EMS or NYPD. One firefighter, Danny Harlin, had three little kids. On that Thanksgiving week the fourth graders in Kent Elementary School traditionally served senior citizens a turkey meal, acting as waiters.
His oldest boy was in KES 4th grade and as he served an older lady, she remarked, “My, but you are a such a well behaved boy. Your father must be proud of you.”
Christopher, age 9 at the time, replied, “My daddy died under a building.”
That’s the one story that always stayed with me.
I remember where I was but who cares? It’s more important to remember where the men and women from NYPD and FDNY were.
God bless the US!
Death to Islam!
Beautiful painting by the way. Very cool!
My wifes ex student that she helped at monmouth university. Keith McHeffey, son of Sherry McHeffey, from Rumson NJ. Employed at Cantor Fitzgerald. We know u are up there watching over us all Keith.
It was a September Tuesday just like this one. I looked out across my property, not more than an hour or so from NYC. It could not have looked more beautiful, and I could not believe that such horror was happening.
We vowed that we’d never forget.
Not only have half of us forgotten, they’ve voluntarily elected an America-Hating Hussein who identifies with the very savages who brought the horror.
Pray for us.
I (as many of you) will never forget. God Bless the family and friends of the fallen and the first responders. God Bless America.
RIP Jack Fanning (not related)
Jack Fanning was a fireman…and Babe Ruth played baseball.
“Hey Jack, what would you do if you won the lottery” Maureen asked July of 2001. “I’d pay off a few bills and then build a home for autistic kids,” Jack replied.
Typical Jack – always thinking of others. Jack was a fireman. If you’d ask him he would tell you that proudly, “I work for the FDNY – the best fire department in the world”. But Jack was much more than that. Saying Jack was a fireman is like saying Babe Ruth played baseball.
Jack was a fireman, hero, father, friend, teacher and an internationally recognized expert, and now, he is also a philanthropist.
He was born on March 6, 1947 and raised in Jackson Heights, Queens, NYC. Jack was a typical New York City kid, but his quiet, unassuming demeanor masked the greatness within. If you listened and paid attention, you realized this was someone special. Jack was an extremely intelligent kid with a thirst for knowledge and a quest to help others.
Jack graduated from Mater Christi High School in 1965 and attended St. John’s University. In 1969, at the age of 22, Jack proudly joined his father on the FDNY. Little did anyone know at that time what an illustrious career would lay ahead for him?
By the time Jack was 31 he was promoted to Lieutenant and just 5 years later he was promoted to Captain. In 1992 he was again promoted to Executive Officer/Technical Services. Two years later he was promoted to Battalion Chief of Fleet and Technical Services. In 1996 Jack was named Battalion Chief of Hazardous Operations for the entire FDNY.
His meteoric rise in the ranks was only a small part of the story though. Jack also served on FEMA’s NYC Urban Search and Rescue Team, New York Task Force 1. In this capacity, he served the 1995 bombing of the Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City, OK and the 1996 Atlanta Olympic bombing as well as a deployment to Puerto Rico after Hurricane Marilyn.
Though Jack’s resume had all the official titles, he remained until the end, “a fireman’s fireman”. His heroics were legendary. He was one of the most highly decorated firemen in the department. His personnel file burst with awards, commendations and personal heartfelt letters.
The 1989 book, Braving the Flames, by Peter Michaels, chronicles some of these early acts. Throughout his career Jack Fanning received over 20 Medals of Honor including 3 Medals of Valor, the prestigious Susan Wagner Medal, the Henry D. Brookman Medal, and the William F. Conran Medal. In administrative capacities he also received the Jack Lerch Award. Stories of Jack jumping into the East River to rescue passengers aboard a downed helicopter, saving a boy dangling from cables in an empty elevator shaft and pulling people out of flame engulfed homes will be told to many generations of firefighters.
Jack’s final heroic act took place on September 11, 2001 when he first responded to the call at the World Trade Center. Jack arrived on the scene as the 2nd hijacked plane piloted itself into Tower Two. He was last seen at the command post in the South Tower and had sent a member of the NYC Office of Emergency Management to locate medical personnel to provide assistance to victims coming down from the upper levels. Tower Two collapsed less than 1 hour after he arrived on that horrific scene. Only his charred white helmet was found in the rubble in March 2002.
In his many leadership roles Jack tutored and trained many firefighters throughout the country. As he developed expertise in urban terrorism and chemical/hazardous materials, he continued to share this knowledge. He was an IAFF Master Trainer for Hazardous Materials and traveled the country telling local firefighters how to prepare for and fight chemical hazards in their own communities. He was a member of the Harvard University Kennedy School of Government Panel on Terrorism. The Harvard University published a book, Countering Terrorism, which was dedicated to Jack in October 2001: “In fond and grateful memory of John “Jack” Fanning, Chief of Hazardous Materials Operations, New York City Fire Dept. and member of the Executive Session on Domestic Preparedness. He gave his life in New York City at the World Trade Center Towers on September 11, 2001, selflessly seeking to save those endangered by terrorism that he had energetically sought to avoid.”
It was in this capacity of internationally renowned expertise that Jack was asked to speak before a US Senate Subcommittee on Domestic Preparedness for Terrorism. In May of 2001, just four months before that fateful Tuesday morning, Jack said, “There is much more work to be done. Firefighters and other responders will be there within minutes; some quite possibly becoming victims themselves.” He begged, “Give them the tools they need to perform their duties safely and effectively.”
For all his accomplishments, Jack was first and foremost a devoted husband and father. He dearly loved his wife, Maureen, and his five children, Ryan, Jeremy, Jacqueline, Sean and Patrick. He was proud of their accomplishments – large and small.
Sean and Patrick, his two youngest children, are both severely autistic and the sole responsibility of his wife, Maureen, the Executive Director of the Jack Fanning Memorial Foundation.
“I’d pay off all the bills and build a home for autistic kids”, Jack said weeks before 9/11/01. So today, though Jack is gone, he’s all around us. Jack is now a philanthropist. Through his wife, Maureen, his last wish is becoming a reality. Angels for Autism is Jack’s final legacy and one that will live forever in the hearts and minds of many.
The pain and heartbreak is still happening for a lot of First Responders.
Nearly 400 who were there on 9/11 have died from various types of cancers, and it’s predicted there will be many more, as time goes on.
Include them in your prayers as well.
It was such a clear beautiful late summer day, much like today. The kind of morning you’re happy to be alive.
I despise the cult of death.
I expected this to be a wake-up call to all Americans, similar to Pearl Harbor, and for a whlie it was. But now it seems that many have forgotten that ISLAM IS THE ENEMY OF FREEDOM. it is not rhe religion of peace.
WAKE UP EVERYBODY!
Sorry for the shouting.
Snowball the Sourpuss
I am forever haunted. God bless us all, and God bless America.
I Luv Bacon
An Eternal H/t to Mr. Todd Beamer
Stranded in Sonoma
I was sitting at home, drinking coffee, listening to KSFO, ready to head out to work. They were talking about something happening at the Twin Towers in NY. I turned on the TV News just in time to see the second plane hit.
When I got to work, someone had set up a small TV at their cube and was able to tune into the local Spanish language broadcast. That’s were I saw the videos of the people jumping from the uppper floors.
I didn’t get much work done that day. I don’t think any of us did. A co-worker with whom I had worked closely and had some regard for his work showed his true typical liberal socialist colors. He said that it wasn’t just islam; that Christians would do this too and the problem was religion. I just stared at him. I can still his face and hear his words. After that, I never took his word about anything, even with regards to work. I could never trust his opinion again. Another very liberal co-worker looked right at me and said, regarding the muslims, “We have to kill them all.”
It was one of the saddest, longest, strangest days of my life.
God Bless them all.
God Bless America.
The Lib sites are wall to wall “Bush the war criminal”
“Cheny caused it for oil”
Damn sad they hate everything so much.
I guess its all they have.:-(
Amen to your second coworker – they need to be exterminated, period.
We will smoke them outta their holes leave their HOLES SMOKING!.”~George W. Bush
I was in sixth grade at school and I remeber we had just come back in from recess when all of a sudden thefire alarms started going off but instead of going where we normally go we went to the very back of the play ground fence. Some jack ass had called in bomb threats to every mid-del school and was exploiting 9/11 to get some attention. Looking back at the time I really didn’t understand what was going on, but now it just makes me sick. I would love to find the person who on the day of the attacks rather than trying to help and uplift America felt the need to add to the chaos.
I take everything off my work bulletin board and in the center, put up a stark black & white remembrance of the times, flight numbers & location of the four hits. It gets noticed.
God grant them peaceful rest til we meet again.
Life goes on, but we remember…today and always.
Liberals and Muslims-all they share is hatred of those who truly believe in God and will be saved.
Stirrin the B.S.
The day started like any other. I was in the middle of doing something when a co-worker called out, come here you have to see this. He was watching the coverage on his computer moniter – the first plane had already hit.
We all assumed that it had been accident, when, there came the second plane. We all were stunned into silence and then it was obvious to all that this was a planned attack.
We didn’t have television to watch, so five of us stood around his computer just watching in disbelief. It was all so hard to comprehend. I remember noticing how the towers were swaying to and fro – it was noticeable from the camera’s coverage. And then it happened.
It was all so surreal to watch as the first tower collapsed into itself, and watching the cloud of dust and debris come shooting through the streets. It seemed like we were watching Hollywood movie with very high-tech special effects. I remember the second tower swaying, and then collapsing.
To anybody – I don’t care how liberal you are – to anybody who can rationalize and accomodate the savage cult of islam, it is a testimony of how soft, weak, and twisted you have become.
This a war with a savage beast that knows only domination and annihilation. They are the cult of patience, NOT the religion of peace.
For weeks afterwards, I would cry for no reason and jump when hearing any unexpected sound.
And cut Pakistan off! No $ for a country that harbored obl.
Some people on this site were in 6th grade when Pearl Harbor happened…..
I will always remember this picture. It is a pic of Assistant Chief Gerard Barbara looking up at the burning Towers. A few short minutes later he would give his life trying to save others.
Here is a front view of Chief Barbara.
I do not remember ever seeing this before:
Congress sings “God Bless America” – 2001.09.11
I still cry every time I watch video coverage. More than anything I’m still ANGRY! F-You to sand flea infested, moon-god worshipping, death-cult lunatics everywhere. It’s just like that Johnny Cash song says “God’s Gonna Cut You Down!”
dittos to what you posted. up is down. we have promoted islam in this country afte 9/11. surreal.
this is the enemy.
Yeah muddjuice. I had just turned 11 years old. I remember in my daily journal writing the next day “I don’t understand why everyone is so upset about some buildings falling down.” Looking back now I don’t think anyone in my class had any idea what was happening. Which was probably for the bst, but I still can’t believe that not minutes after the twin towers where hit that someone called in bomb threats. However, from what I hear that happened all over the place not just in Oklahoma. Pisses me off.
My art school BFF took a train from under the Twin Towers over to his job in New Jersey a half hour before the planes hit.
My hubby’s brother was at an airport and was going to fly home to Virginia. He could see the Twin Towers when he went out for a smoke-saw the first plane hit. He got a rental car and got out of NY before they closed the bridges.
My cousin was in Mexico on business. She was stuck there for over a week until she could get back to CA.
Her parents were in the UK on a dream vacation.
My parents were visiting me from Ohio. They had left for a weekend over to Eastern WA. They stopped for gas and when my Dad went into pay he saw the clerks TV and asked what had happened. They drove back to my house.
What made this day so odd was that everyone I cared about was somewhere else-not near their safe home base.
I was standing alone in my living room watching it all happen. Hubby came home from work. Stunned.
Parents arrived. My Dad was boiling angry. We all stayed in front of the TV.
That night, my hubby and I stood outside on the driveway. We made plans to drive my parents across country instead of having them fly. The lack of sound or sight of planes overhead heading to or from SeaTac was eery.
Evil people find any excuse to do evil things. That’s why we need every good person to stand up, if we don’t, they win.
And no shame in not understanding all of it at 11 years old. I remember being in school during the Gulf War, being told at basketball practice, and not fully understanding what was going on…..
Watched it for weeks on tv and the internet. The planes smashing, flames shooting out, smoke and fire, people jumping to keep from being burned. Damn, that pissed me off, while at the same time feeling so sorry for the victims and their families.
I remember at the community college the administration organized a prayer rally around the flag pole, the flag at half mast.
In drafting class, I downloaded a picture of bin Laden and placed a target over his face, printed them out and gave them to everybody. I used some to sight in my rifle at the range and some police officers who were shooting there asked me for copies. I gave them away freely, not wanting to profit from the disaster.
Later I was questioned by the police while I was using a GPS unit to log the coordinates of the fire hydrants for a map project I was working on. And that got me to thinking about how much our world has changed since the attacks. I could go on about that but you all know how different things are now.
I will never forget watching them raise the flag and the cross at Ground Zero. It brought tears to my eyes.
God Bless the victims and their families, and God Bless the troops still living and those who have died fighting for our freedom.
islam is the religion of the devil. It must be kept at bay and under control, if not completely eradicated.
NEVER FORGET, NEVER FORGET!
In bending over backwards to show we were not hateful people and didn’t want to lump all muslims together with the ones that planned and executed the 9/11 attack, we let the wolves use us.
Now we have to fight our own plus the islamic enemy.
The time has come to stop trying to separate the “good muslims” from the bad ones. You can bet your ass that the ones who’ve never actually attacked anyone wouldn’t raise a fucking finger to stop the violence if they could.
CAIR’s new slogan should be – “Don’t let millions of bad apples spoil the bunch!” Fuck them.
I was eight. I remember seeing it on the news and I just kept crying the whole day. I couldn’t understand why somebody would do that to so many people; I still can’t, really, but I just have to accept that they did it because they could, as sick as that is. I drew a flag on my arm today.
Holy Father, Holy and Mighty, Holy Immortal One, have mercy upon us.
Dubya with a bullhorn:
On 9/11 my daughter came home from school crying that her step dad would have to go to war. He serves in the Army National Guard. We assured her that at age forty eight he would probably just work at a base in the U.S. providing support. Well, over the past eleven years he has been on three deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. My oldest daughter also served in the Army.
We have lost many friends as they became sarcastic and anti military after the initial shock of 9/11.
They started to resent us and perhaps were frightened of being reminded that this is a dangerous world. We do live in a blue state.
Watching the memorial service today in NYC made me cry. The families of the 9/11 victims suffer so much. It also made me sad and angry to realize that many Americans don’t think the murder of three thousand fellow citizens is reason enough to go to war.
To all the Patriots out there, God Bless America!
You’ve got plenty of friends here. – Irony
Today is my birthday
Thanks Muzzlies for making it less enjoyable.
Happy Birthday BigS,
Have one on me.
Very moving stories. Thank you, everyone.
@Hawaiian: that link above of the first-person account had me in tears. Thanks for posting.
I was coming back from the motor pool in Bosnia. I went to check my mail at Headquarters. The first plane hit. I went to my room, and the guys were standing around a tv. Second plane. Squad Leader comes in yelling “threat-con Delta!”
Couldn’t go to the latrine without Kevlar. We were angry. At this point we knew it was an attack and not an accident. We all started looking for maps, wondering how close we are. 3rd Infantry, that’s our theater of operations, the desert and all.
Anger. Passion. Dismay. The helpless feeling of being so far away from your country as it’s being attacked. There’s nothing you can do.
I get goose bumps thinking about that.
Godspeed to the families who have endured such a thing. My thoughts point to the first responders. The true heroes.
I think about how people would ask about how the flag points backwards on the uniform….Because It’s going towards the fight! That’s why.
The first responders ran into it without hesitation.
True American Heroes.
When I was driving home today after a day at the salt mines, I was tuned into 99.5 in New Orleans. It’s a Conservative talk radio station. John Osterland (who did a fantastic job of 24 hour broadcasting all thru Hurricane Isaac) was talking about how prior to the Islamo-Fascist Terror Hijackings of 9/22/2001, all previous hijackings in the USA always ended up more or less peacefully. You might find yourself winding up in Castro’s Third World Shithole called Cuba but you were still alive.
His point was that prior to 9/11/01, no one other than Tom Clancy had ever thought anyone would use commercial jetliners as weapons of war.
But I beg to differ. The Mainstream Media has completely missed or deliberately overlooked an Egypt Air “crash” into the ocean a few years before. The jetliner had taken off from New York or Newark Intl heading east to Europe. It “crashed” into the ocean. It happened on Clinton’s watch. Years later during George W Bush’s presidency, it came out that NTSB had recovered the instrumentation and voice recorder Egypt Air “black boxes” (actually neon red boxes for easier spotting amongst wreckage).
Guess what? The Egypt Air chief pilot waited for the co-pilot to take a dump or something and then deliberately flew the fucking plane into the ocean at 600+ knots, screaming “Allahu Akhbar! Allahu Akhbar!” over and over.(Translation: “Satan is good! Satan is good!”) The co-pilot even managed to get back to the cockpit and struggle against the chief pilot to wrest control from the Satan-worshipping piece of pigshit pilot, but to no avail.
I’d say the US intelligence agencies and FBI need to take a second look at this “crash” because in my opinion the chief pilot was an Al Qaeda recruit and was doing a dry run on behalf of his Satan-worshipping Al Qaeda commanders.
All of the Al Qaeda atrocities can be laid at Clinton’s doorstep – the first World Trade Center bombing back in 1993, the Khobar Towers bombing, the US Embassy bombings, the USS Cole bombing, the 9/11 Attacks.
When will American voters realize that every time you elect a Democrat as President, expect to get sucked into a war or see your country humiliated – Woodrow Wilson & WWI, Frank Roosevelt (the evil Roosevelt) & WWII, Truman & Korean War, Kennedy/ Johnson & Vietnam War, Carter & giveaway of our Panama Canal, loss of ally Somoza in Nicaragua, Soviet Invasion of Afghanistan, loss of ally Shah in Iran, American Embassy takeover by Iranians (Carter has a lot to answer for), Clinton & the Al Qaeda Atrocities-Du-Jour.
Democrats are evil fuckups. I can’t say it any plainer than that.
Mark aka General Ripper
When the first plane hit I was ready to walk out the door to go to work, then the second one hit and I was diverted from the route to my office to the command center at the police dept. Where I stayed for the next 16 hours. And how did we end up? We have to strip search Grandmothers at the airport but not the FUCKIN’ MUSLIMCOCKSUCKERS that attacked us. I think it’s about time for a re-do in our society!
Thanks for the opportunity BFH.
I don’t like to talk about it much IRL, much less on the internet. I need one day to write it down. I need the grandkids to hear what happened and what it was like, exactly what kind of culture produced the raving murderous bastards, and the fifth-column traitors before and after that worshiped at their altar.
That I could see the towers and then what was left of them is an indelible memory. There are many milestones in a person’s life. This was singular, and it changed me forever.
“HONOR DELAYED IS HONOR DENIED”
[The 9/11 Memorial—An American Travesty]
There is a blot of shame upon our land,
That has only grown with time.
As a nation we have failed our own–
“What is this awful crime?”
The Memorial that we owe our fallen dead!
Enemies of freedom struck symbols of our strength.
The most evil raid ever made against our homes.
The wicked cheered the savagery portrayed,
While Patriots’ courage in large part remained unknown.
Only at the Judgment Bar will they receive their glorious due.
Oh, so briefly, did some survivors rally to the trump—
Some leaders heard the call to help us heal.
But so quickly did the traitors hidden in our midst,
Begin their lies, our nation’s faith to steal.
Their Judgment also waits with damning fury.
How quickly have the wasted years sped by!
Who can in honor claim we have been just,
To those who bled, and burned, and died?
Who dares say we have kept our public trust,
By showing that sacrifices made were not in vain!
To ponder our ingratitude is to weep in shame!
To further delay forgotten vows of recognition,
Joins us to infidels who took our citizens’ lives!
No excuse justifies our failure in this holy mission.
For by delaying honor, WE HAVE DENIED IT.
Seeing our infamy, the enemies of freedom rally!
So close to hallowed ground, they build
A monument to their treachery and murder!
And thus, again, forces of evil show their skill.
In Heaven, the fallen must avert their gaze at our collusion.
NO RIGHTS RESERVED.
This is a day for weeping and prayer.
I dropped the ol’ lady off at Midway and drove into the loop. I was walking down LaSalle St. and there was a group of people across from The Fed looking in a window where I’d seen a big TV numerous times before. I was late so I didn’t have time to investigate. I got to the building and on to the floor and there wasn’t anyone around, I found my team huddled in someones cube around a 5″ black and white TV and that’s when I learned what was going on.
I was in shock, the ol’ lady just got dropped at the airport, nobody knew what was happening. Then some dude got up and he was bitching up a storm because we were all basically under the Sears Tower. Freaked everyone out and the bosses told us to go home, we obliged. I tried to call the ol’ lady’s cell numerous times and couldn’t get through. Once I did she told me to come get her, nothing was flying that day.
I live about 8 miles direct east of the Joliet VOR and I’m in the pattern for Joliet Muni, so I regularly see airplanes. I see Southwest all the time turn at the VOR and head to Midway, I see private planes and I let a fella who has an Avenger know where I live, he buzzes my house regularly. I think he let the medic and media copters know as well, they come right at my roof it seems!
It was really weird not seeing ANY airplanes for days and that bothered me, I thought I might lose a freedom. So I learned to fly! I wish I could afford to do it now, but I figure some day I’ll get back into the sky.
I decided to
I’ll never forget them showing the savages in the third world dancing and laughing.
I was working for the Border Patrol in Vermont and the radio room that always had the TV on called everyone in the building when the first plane hit. We stood around and watched as the second plane hit then we heard about the Pentagon.
It’s sad that so many have chosen to forget.
FreeMan & Sarah on Vacation
@ Zonga – You forgot DHS and TSA
Who won that war on terrorism???
God Bless America PLEASE!
I remember sending corp com about the first plane hit on the WTC while thinking a small plane in trouble crashed into it. An idiot off course, but then I got the 4, no 5, no 6 planes hijacked out of Boston and New York. I started thinking this wasn’t a small plane. Then the second hit on the WTC and I sent out the next one with the closing line of , this is no accident.
All day long I was funneling info to our company from about 100 sources and yet only 2 of them ever had any real data as what was happening.
I was refreshing TBO AP and Drudge till our servers gagged. And we have some big ones.
FreeLady was home with the one of our Kiddos who was sick that day. She was watching TV channels all morning and afternoon.
This is one good time line.
I am still riveted when watching a movie that has a shot of the Twin Towers.
@Hawaiian: Thank you for posting that W clip.
I want vengeance. Vengeance on those responsible, vengeance on those who would do it again, and vengeance on the politicians who have used this terrible attack to justify government control over every aspect of our lives.
An Angel, breast laid bare, summonng God to hold the victims dear…victims of a religious war not of their choosing, but victims none the less…
Wonderful picture Wolverine….
Can someone please fish my comment out of the spam filter? It is about my friend who was murdered in NYC 11 years ago today.
The US has been at war with islam since our founding. The Marine fight song alludes to that fact…”from the halls of Montuzma to the shores of Tripoli”
(ignore my bad speeling)
islam has been raping children, killing women, screwing camels since muhammhead first showed up in 600. The only reason the left cares today is that that “think” they can blame Bush for 9-11, give Obama credit for killing Osama…and they envy their power and control over their followers…sound famaliar?????
After reading all of the comments while tearing up, I’m wondering why the pc retards are trying to turn today into a day of picking up garbage and community service (www.serve.gov) in rememberance of our fellow Americans who were murdered by those bastards.
“I’m wondering why the pc retards are trying to turn today into a day of picking up garbage and community service”
they’re erasing your history, jukst like every good commie rat bastard
ten years from now, they’ll want you to serve muslimes
Feel this way?
September 12th, 2012
“I’ll never forget them showing the savages in the third world dancing and laughing.”
do you mean the ones in Orange, New Jersey? were they really passing out sweets to celebrate?
In A New York Minute
Voices of 9-11…..
it is worth the ad before the vid….
romney ryan 2012
“I want vengeance. Vengeance on those responsible,”
you’re gonna need a bigger president
A church friend sent this prayer:
“Lord, let us never forget 9/11, we ask Lord that you comfort those who are mourning over the loss of loved ones, and that you heal the emergency personnel who are suffering from cancer–and thank you Lord for the cross that you formed, to remind us that you were and are here.
Lord Jesus, Guide And Protect America.
In Jesus Name, Amen.”
Let’s not forget that they want to build a mosque there now. Are you fucking kidding me?? They all need to be deported.
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