Forever etched in my mind is the morning of Sept. 11, 2001. I woke up that morning in my tiny apartment south of the Capitol to those horrifying images in New York City -- by the time I had turned the TV on, one tower had already collapsed, and I saw the second one go. As I drove to the University for class, I remember the eerie feeling that started following me as I drove past the airport. The airplanes suddenly looked more like winged monsters than transportation machines.
I rushed into Chick's Place looking for my classmates. Where was everyone? Did they know what had happened? Did anyone have friends or relatives in NYC? Tracie B had been at Chick's Place early that morning to study for a "Bev" test (comm majors know what I'm talking about). She hadn't heard the news. She looked at me in disbelief as I described to her what little I knew.
All of my classes were cancelled that day. I spent several hours parked at the coffee bar at Chick's Place with my classmates, watching TV, listening to reporters describe the horror and the unseen enemy. Deep down, I was terrified. I knew nothing was going to be the same. I found comfort being with friends at U-Mary.
Erin (Laverdure) Huntimer
Class of '02, Communications
Monday, February 2, 2009
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I remember that morning at U-Mary. We were having a Club Fair in the student lounge on North Campus. Someone turned on the TV, and everyone just grouped around it, squeezing onto the couches and the spots on the floor. We stayed like that for a long time. I just couldn't get my mind around what was happening, it was so horrifying. I, too, found comfort in being with my classmates during that experience.
Emily McKay '02 English
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