I was at a remote Northern Ontario lake fishing. Isolated and on the water. We came in at about supper time and the mood at camp was sombre. I and a few of my friends are old enough to remember the Cuban Missle Crisis... doing air raid drill. Reading how to articles about fallout shelters in the local paper. Wondering WHEN... nit IF it was going to happen. We sat around the fire that night talking about what we thought the US response would be. Measured and calculating or random and vicious like a wounded buffalo. I left the next day to come home. A group of us volunteered to go to New York to assist in the hospitals there. I don't think we so much "lost" our innocence.... I think we had it taken from us.

I don't think we so much "lost" our innocence.... I think we had it taken from us.

Amen JustABear

I don't think we so much "lost" our innocence.... I think we had it taken from us.

Amen JustABear

Ditto that.

I was coming home from a 8pm-8am shift when I heard it on the radio on the way home. I was dead tired but decided to watch CNBC when I got home. After awhile the 2nd plane hit and watched as Maria B headed for the stairwell. All I could think is which building is next (ya I actually thought that) since 1 is a tragedy and 2 is intentional.

My thoughts still go out to the first responders and the people in the buildings.

I was still living at home with my parents when it happened. My Mom came into my room to wake me up and told me what happened. In a sleepy daze I turned on the tv and we sat there watching as the second plane hit. I had to get ready and go to work at a mall near YVR. The roads were very quiet, and as I drove I remember seeing a few airplanes flying in circles overhead, eerily low. As I got to work, the mall was empty. I phoned my friend and told her the US was under attack. She was asleep when I called, so she had the same reaction I did not long before. Then we were told by security in the mall that we were under lockdown. It was a very scary time. Being at work inside an empty mall, I didn't know what was going on outside and if we had word of a direct threat. All I knew was that all of the airports were being shut down, and I didn't know why. I'm not sure how long after, but I remember watching the programs that aired of all the footage of the attacks. I could not believe what had happened. It changed so many people that day. Not just the ones who were affected, not just Americans, but everyone. We lived in a different world from that moment on. And not because of the changes that came into play with security and Big Brother and all that, but the world just grew a lot darker and seemed to stay that way. I will never forget what I was doing that day and how I felt.

I was in my grade 11 accounting class when I kid ran down the hall screaming something about a plane crashing into the world trade centre. A few minutes later the principal was on the P.A. Confirming the screaming kids statement and cancelling school for the remainder of the day. I went home and watched the news for next several hours with my family.

I was at work in the print shop when I heard about the first plane on the radio. My initial thought was that some air traffic controller was in for a rough time. When the second plane hit, it was obvious that something much worse was happening.

I was at the Royal Trust towers in downtown Toronto - working at a brokerage firm. Some of my co-workers had friends ore relatives that were injured or killed. Had to all over the tower to look for my boss - I was sooooooo scared - didn't know if we were targeted! Glued to the television set for the next 3 days.

I was living in Toronto, working out of a home office on a federal contract. DH & I watched the 2nd plane crash, we were still trying to comprehend the first plane crashing. We watched, horrified the rest of the morning then hoofed it downtown to Can Blood Services to donate blood...there was a line of people and they were turning eveyone away until they had a plan of action. I was proud of TO's response & support. Weird thing was it was in the midst of when I was trying to get pregnant the first time and all I could think was, what am I doing trying to bring a baby into the world in this. This morning, now living outside of TO on our homestead with a 10 yr old, DH had the same footage on TV. I had to stop watching it...it took me right back mentally to that awful moment in time.

We had decided to start our home schooling year off with a week's break from television. A friend messaged me and told me to turn on the TV. That was the end of the week's break and the week's school work for that matter.