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Dave FYI 184 died at the Pentagon building on 9-11 and another 40 died on Flight 93 that crashed in Pennsylvania. Ash, on behalf of all Americans I thank you for your kindness and generosity in the blankets you took time in making and sending our way. I am not in NY, but I can say that I am sure they went to good use. Your heart is and was in the right place, and you did all you could to try and help ease the pain of all those who were suffering. You are amazing.
That is right. N I was 6 miles from the plane crashed into the Pentagon n it felt like an earthquake with alot of smoke. My cousin lived in PA only 5 miles from that plane crash n they say that plane was headed for the Capital or the White House.
Thank you for this comment. It honestly angers me know many people forget about the Pentagon
@@ryansheehan9462 There were way TOO many innocent people who lost their lives a across the USA that day, they all deserve to be remembered.
I wasn't born yet at the time of 9/11. But my mom told me about where she was that day. I don't remember exactly where she said she was. But I do remember what she told me she was feeling at that point. She and the majority of my home city. At the time, one of the US's biggest military equipment producers was based in our city. N they were all terrified that we would be targeted next. They got the twin towers n they struck the pentagon. They aimed for the white house and missed thanks to the heroic passengers and crew of that flight. It wasn't a stretch to think we'd be hit as well. Thankfully, we weren't. But the terror my city felt that day makes it a fundamental memory for all of them. Since I wasn't there, that's what I think of on this day.
In remembrance of 9/11, i'm watched tons of reactions to songs about that day and about the american spirit. This happens to be one of those videos.
Another thing I think of when thinking about 9/11 is a story I heard about someone who was working in Germany at the time of the attacks. How the news started showing what was happening and everyone that knew them started helping that person try to get in contact with their family who lived far too close to the world trade center, for comfort. They eventually got in contact with that person's family. A who room filled with coworkers who probably weren't close banding together to help their american coworker ensure their family was safe during something so terrifying and horrible. I don't remember exact details of it or where I even heard it, but it reminds me that this was something that affected the world.
I always feel like I could be doing more on this day. Like I should do something more in remembrance. But this is always the best I can come up with. The songs relating to it, and stories directly about it. I'm not a Christian, but my personal belief is all deities exist so when I pray for someone, I pray to the deity they honor/worship/follow. I think i'll make a prayer part of what I do every yr. Starting with this one.
@@clwilliams9276 Most people don't even bother to try anymore so thank you for even trying to piece some stories together. You are awesome. :)
Ash never never never fell embarrassed about your blankets. As a soldier in the Army when we were in Iraq we would get care packages from random school children or even adults we didn't know. What was in the package was irrelevant. The hand written notes and children's drawings were priceless. The blanket itself may not have been significant or needed but the fact someone took the time to hand craft something because you cared is absolutely priceless.
Flight 93 was still in the sky after the other planes hit the towers and the Pentagon.
The passengers were able to get phone calls from their families.
They knew that their flight was going to be used the same way.
They fought the highjackers so their plane would go down in a rural area, not a city.
It crashed in rural Pennsylvania.
People were killed at the Pentagon as well.
Outside of the US, the next country that lost the most people was the UK.
Ash, it isn't silly to send those lovely blankets. It shows compassion and love and that's never a bad thing in this crazy world.
As Americans, we saw makeshift memorials all over the world pop up.
Citizens in other countries held onto Americans who could not go home and didn't know if their loved ones were alive or dead.
The UK had the largest memorials.
We all saw the footage at Buckingham Palace and if I'm remembering correctly St. Paul's Cathedral.
We have been raised for generations that we have a special relationship with our cousins on the other side of the pond.
This was never more evident than that day and the weeks, months, and years that followed.
The first time I cried is when I knew the number of first responders who were killed that day.
Amen and thank you for your service brother.
*salutes seattanf2348*
Thank you, Soldier!
100% agreement here. Ash is a sweetheart. I am sure those blankets really did matter to several people. :)
@@firefighterchickthat was so true and I cannot type much as my dad was a fed and in DC when this happened. With his job we couldn’t hear for DAYS and even then not from him but he was ok. BUT my cousin went immediately as a “replacement 1st Responder/firefighter EMT ETC😂” FOR THE NYFD and HIS STORIES just what he could even get out was heart wrenching. His brother was the top trainer for Apache pilots and his job got fast tracked. He cried because he felt less of a man because he taught and couldn’t fight. I could say so much more but just can’t especially today. But THANK YOU ALSO FOR TALKING ABOUT THE PENTAGON &Flight 93
This performance was mere weeks after 9-11. He says God wrote the song, he just held the pen. He did not want to record it, but there was such a demand he did. He decided to donate all the profits to survivors and families of victims.
I get choked up everytime i here this song.💜💜💜
Ash, I was a 9/11 first responder and subsequent recovery worker. Please know that your thoughtfulness was much appreciated. You must trust me on that. In a time of great emotional roller coaster rides the little things meant the most. As I type this I'm looking at a waxed paper baggie that contained a peanut butter and jelly sandwich I grabbed from a box on a street corner. It was made by 2nd or third grade school children. We could tell by the handwritten note on the baggie. It was the first time I lost it while at the site. It meant so much to me that I kept that baggie and I'm trying me best to preserve it as the years pass. Thank you for your kindness and thoughtfulness.
I would have it framed, if possible.
You need to vacuum seal that. It will help preserve it.
Thank you for what you did that day and the days that followed.
In all honesty, when people received those blankets they meant more and were valued more because what they represented.
I would bet those Blankets were very much appreciated. I know as Veteran, I appreciated all the letters and gifts I received from everyone who sent them.
Your blankets were most certainly the farthest thing from trash to us Darlin. Thank you and other supporters so very, very much. 💞 That's for you. 🍻 That's for the hangover...🤤
Hi guys. Regarding the Pentagon, it was a passenger plane that hit the Pentagon. All on board were killed and a number of people on the ground there. All told I think 184 dead at that location. Also the plane that the passengers took down in Pennsylvania to stop the terrorists from crashing it into another building as it appeared to be headed for Washington, D.C. Ash, it is amazing how heart felt acts of kindness and generosity hit so big. I am certain that the blankets etc were deeply appreciated. It was indeed a wonderful gesture. Thank you!!
No matter what you may think, someone got those blankets and everything you sent and really appreciated it. Thank you so much for thinking of us in our greatest time of tragedy
God bless you for sending those blankets, you might've put yourself down for how you think you did but for anyone that received them it may have made the difference between feeling helpless over the loss of a loved one, and realizing that people actually care about others.
I am American. And I for one am thankful when anybody thinks to give help to us. I will always remember when Bangladesh sent burlap bags to us for flooding some years back. The poorest nation reaching out to help the richest still brings a lump to my throat. Don't think your blankets were ever considered trash, at worst they were regifted in another emergency. Thank you for the kindness of you and your classmates.
Exactly! Even if she thinks what they did wasn't significant, I can almost guarantee that that wasn't the feeling when those boxes were received. A lot of times it might not be the actual item that is appreciated the most, it's the idea that half a world away there were children who cared enough about a place they'd never been and for people they'd never met to reach out to help! Sometimes that's needed more than anything else in that box.
That blanket story is one of the most adorable stories I’ve heard in awhile. Just remember, those items were never not needed. I’ve never heard about this before. Bless you , your school and fellow students for sharing what they could. Such a wonderful act. I have to quit typing, I’m getting a bit teary-eyed
You never know how much those blankets ment. Because they were made with love and prayers. And you always feel that. And the families holding on to them, as memories flood their minds. Thank you for loving us with the love and time you felt for our country at one of its hardest times.
alan jackson is one of the greats
Ash, I promise you your blankets most certainly were not looked at like rubbish! To those on the front lines of 9/11, I guarantee you that receiving anything made with love by some school kids half a world away brought a ray of light and some semblance of normalcy. Think about the absolute hell that so many were going through. You all probably made some tough as steal fire fighter cry holding onto one of those blankets. The sheer outpouring from around the world was enough to bring me to tears and make my heart swell, and I was in no way directly affected. Don't sell yourself short. You did an amazing deed. Thank you from a most grateful American!
On behalf of the United States, thank you for your blankets. It absolutely meant a great deal and it did matter.
Ash - Your story of making blankets and sending care packages after 9/11 is so sweet and caring. Thank you for your caring heart like that.
Another post said to request The Boatlift from 9/11 - definitely showing Americans pulling together.
I also highly recommend the TH-cam video about the amazing town of Gander, Newfoundland in Canada who were amazing and stepped up when all flights were diverted and stepped for the US.
What an amazing town.
We love our Canadian neighbors!
❤ 🇨🇦🇺🇸 ❤
As an American, Ash saying she felt embarrassed later of what they were sending from Zimbabwe makes me feel awful and also so happy at the same time. The U.S. came together so quickly, and for everyone so much that it may not have been needed supplies wise, but the support from around the world definitely was needed and it made a huge difference no matter how small just knowing things like that were coming in. I was in 4th grade in Florida when this happened and we all sent packages from my community too. At that age in elementary school it was an unfortunate, and almost maybe a needed wake up call of realizing terrorism on a huge scale doesn’t just happen in other countries. Granted this was massive, but when this happened I was so confused realizing it was happening in the U.S. because “These things don’t happen here”. I’m not going to lie, growing up we did sort of learn about the U.S. as being almost untouchable, so especially for kids this was a turning point in your thoughts of safety and how the world works and it’s never been the same.
I will never forget that day. I'm a nurse & that was my day off. I was out on the tractor on our family farm in Pennsylvania & saw two F-16 fighter jets flying low & fast across the valley toward the northwest. While it wasn't unusual to see F-16's training, they always flew the horseshoe shape of the ridge. So when I saw them coming straight across the valley, unusually low...so low I could see the shapes of the pilots in the cockpits...& MUCH faster than I'd ever seen them, it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I got off the tractor, went inside & turned on the tv. I was still trying to sort out what was going on when the second tower was struck. Not long after, reports of Flight 93 going down not far from our farm started filtering in & it was then that I understood where those F-16's that I saw were headed....and what they had probably been tasked to do (shoot down) had it not crashed first. My nursing co-workers called after the towers fell & said a bunch were going to give blood & asked if I wanted to come. I can still remember feeling in shock & the only words I kept saying was, "They're all dead. There's no way they survived. It's no use...they're all dead." Unfortunately, I was right & only a handful of survivors were pulled from the wreckage of the twin towers & Pentagon & none from Flight 93.
My Grandpa was stationed for a time at Pearl Harbor during WWI & I recall him telling how he felt when it was bombed during WWII. He said he sat next to the radio listening to reports & just kept saying, "They're bombing my home! They're bombing my home!". I always thought I understood his emotions....until 9/11. That day, I realized that, no, I DIDN'T really understand....but I did that day. My Grandpa died many years before 9/11 but, in an odd way, I felt closer to him that day because I DID finally understand.
Don't feel that your blankets went to waste. Even if they didn't make it to ground zero or the troops keep the faith that they went to someone in need. That was a really sweet gesture for your boarding school to get you all involved in. Especially in an impoverished country.
OK folks, I appreciate you taking the time to react this video. It is heart warming to see and hear the two of you expressing your feelings and thoughts about this horrible event in our history. We needed and still need friends around the world to share in an intimate manner such as this. Your love and support are deeply appreciated!!!!! Now, the blankets. Ash, you have no idea how appreciative the American people are. What you and your school did for us was, still is and will always be cherished as an act of LOVE and KINDNESS! Thank You Dear Lady!!!!!
I was 36 when 911 happened,with 5 young children. My life changed forever that day,I was 2 hours from NYC,,in southern New Jersey. Knew a man who died in the north tower,frantically tried to find my cousin who worked there(I did,she was safe)....It hits close.......I'll never forget that morning
Loved the blanket story...what a beautiful thing. Brought several tears to my eyes.
I can assure you, that blanket you made meant the world to someone. "the greatest is love"
The part that chokes me up the most “thank god u have somebody to love”
Young lady, you are awesome for what you did to care for others, regardless of their place in the world!! Don't ever feel embarrassed or ashamed of caring for others. If I received a blanket like that, I would still be using it today, and I would feel safer and more comfortable every time I pulled it over me... or I would tuck my child in with it so he could feel that kind of love for others.
One crashed in the Pentagon and the towers. One crashed in Pennsylvania. The passengers on the flight that crashed in Pennsylvania was headed for the white house. The passengers fought back and that is why it crashed in a field with no survivors. The Pentagon had people die too. I remember that day. I was in my computer class and my teacher turned on the news. I came home and watched it. I was mad and wanted to fight back. It still brings up emotions even now. I was 16. A lot of firefighters and police died that day also trying to save everybody. That was very sweet that you sent things to them. We appreciated all the support.
I was a sergeant in Bronx Homicide, NYPD, Watched the towers fall. Worked the bucket brigade that night. For next several months, worked through the rubble on the Landfill, and worked the morgue detail. Its something that haunts me, even 232 years later. Lost a couple of friends and colleagues that day. And a couple during the war. Memories will never go away. This song always resonates with me and gets me emotional. Thank you for reacting to it, Mac
I took off work and went down to the Army recruiting station. Also, i can pretty much guarantee you someone needed a blanket, and thank goodness you sent one.
Dave if you wouldnt mind, you should show her the 9/11 boatlift video if you wouldnt mind watching it again to see what she thinks of it
Also the one about the small town of Gander in Canada that had to help all of the international planes land that day because all US airspace was shut down. Not sure if Dave has even seen that one.
@@mimikannisto4418 There's a video for that story? Oh, I want to see that. I heard about it, some of the stranded Americans ended up on the news after they were back in the U.S. But I did not realize that somebody had compiled a YT video for it. That's cool! :)
First time I have ever seen you Ash, but your blanket story made me tear up. You didn't just send blankets. You sent love. And that is warmer than any blanket ever could be.
Got pretty choked up myself listening to the blanket story. I'm awful proud of you too, Ash. ❤
The Pentagon Memorial is the first national memorial dedicated to honoring the 184 people whose lives were lost at the Pentagon that day, their families, and all those who sacrifice so that we may live in freedom.Sep 11, 2022
As an American I appreciate the sympathetic response of most the world, it was always about the thought and support. It should be remembered that the death toll on Flight 93 was limited to 40 in the crash in Pennsylvania because those aboard all died resisting.
I remember that day vividly, even 21 years later. We lived about 4 hours south of Washington DC in an area with a large military presence. I woke up because my mom called. She was upset and rushing her words, but she said to turn on the TV and I would understand. At first i thought it was a prank or joke because my television turned on to MTV (Music Television Videos). I got to a "real news" channel (my local ABC station) just in time for the second plane to hit. I found ways to keep my 2 year old daughter out of the living room that day and I just sat and stared at the reports for hours until I couldn't take it anymore. There was a travelling carnival in town so I took my daughter there just to eacape from the horror. The employees at the carnival didnt have tv or radios on site, so none of them had heard anything about it and hadnt understood why attendance was so much lower than expected that morning. Once the first person heard they went and got the manager who decided that if being opened would help even one family that day then it was their job to keep going. It gave those local families something to do other than focus on the tragedy. I dont think people understand how, in those huge moments, the smallest of gestures can mean the entire world. Whether that is a sandwich, keeping a carnival open, or just sending a handmade blanket to a stranger on the other side of the world.
Blankets from children are priceless. It reminded me that my kids wanted to give blood. This one gets a little blurry even after all these years. Love Alan Jackson.
Your blankets were not trash and bless your heart for doing what you could do, we needed all the help we could get
Your blankets ment the world to us Americans , we were honored and humbled to receive anything because it was a action of love and we needed that. So hank you so very much and God bless you and I wouldn’t be surprised if your blankets are someone’s treasure that reminds them that y’all cared. ❤️🙏❤️🙏😊
As an American this song meant so much to a lot of us. It was the first time I had heard someone put what we had experienced to song. It was an important moment.
Oh, Ash -- those blankets came from the heart and I'm sure they meant a lot to people. Even if they already had blankets, they would know those blankets came from people who cared, with love.
I'll always remember what I was doing that day. I was at work, waiting for opening time. We had no television, so I went to Target to buy one. The few people in the store were simply talking. It was a very odd atmosphere, especially when the lights flickered out and I swear you could hear the anxiety as most turned and walked out the door. I swear I was the only one buying anything.
Thank you for the blankets and other things that you sent to our country. I promise you they were not trash at all.
I was parked in my delivery truck in Moonachie NJ, right across the Hudson from Midtown Manhattan. I watched the towers fall and listened to Scott and Todd on 95.5 WPLJ radio. I can't talk about that day, and the weeks following, without choking up. It was a horrible day that also brought the best in our humanity. Bless the victims and their families. Bless the heroes from New Yorks finest (NYPD) and New Yorks bravest (NYFD). Bless all those who joined together during tragedy to help each other through.
I was in class, (4th Grade) our prinicpal called an all school assembly and did his best to explain what was was happening, then he let school out for the rest of the day
To this day I can’t hear this song and not tear up. Alan Jackson is a legend.
Thank you for sharing your talent with the blankets! On 9/11, late night my brother called me to ask me to pray for him (he was a Los Angeles California USA Fire Chief and head of his hazmat team), he said he was cleared for a military Flight to NYC to help with search and rescue. I’ve never been prouder or more scared. He was the best of my family.
I was getting ready for work, went to work watched it on TV, stood in line for hours to give blood, drove to Cleveland to pick up 2 soldiers from our National Guard unit. I was so angry and proud that day. I knew who did it too, as did most soldiers my age.
I was making custom cabinets at the shop heard it on the radio went home , my woman done had all the guns out & loaded 😂. I love that woman 😍.
I remember exactly where I was. I was supervising a 9-1-1 call center. And yeah, it seemed like the world just sort of stopped. M youngest niece turned 14 that day. I talked to her that evening to wish her happy birthday, and asked how things went at school. She said they didn't do much, just watched the news, and prayed. Man, I still get emotional.
I was in NYC a few years following the attack and going to ground zero was just so intense. But there's a church - and I can't remember the name of it - but it's within feet of where the towers were and fell and there wasn't one single inch of the building, including the windows, that was damaged. The men & women that were working 24/7 searching for any survivors would go into the church and rest on the pews or in the cots that had been set up around the church. The thing that's so incredible tho is inside the church, from the floor to the ceiling, is covered with items that were sent to the workers from all around the world. Anything and everything imaginable was sent to show a little love to those on the front lines doing whatever they could. So it's very possible that some of the blankets that you and your classmates are set up inside that church. I'm not from NY, not to far away but it was said that the plane that went down in Shanksville, PA was headed for Cleveland, OH - which is about an hour from where I live - but from there the plane would have been turned around to head back to DC and into the Capital Building. At the time I was working in my county's public defender's office having not long before was working at a stone quarry where I was required to wear steel toed shoes since I was back in the quarry itself. I knew I wasn't physically able to go to NYC and help, but 24 hours hadn't passed and I had my boots and hardhat in a box and headed there way. They obviously weren't much but thinking someone may have been able to use them still to this days makes me believe it was the right decision. I still remember every single moment of that day. If you're interested in more of this kind of song, look up Darryl Worley's "Do You Remember". It's another gut wrenching song that absolutely melts your heart as you think of all that happened on 9/11.
God Bless You Ash for the blankets….it means so much more coming from people who have less than we spoiled Americans…..thank you!!!
i choked up about your story of making blankets. I was 8 during 9-11. God bless
I was working in downtown Manhattan that day. I remember the stream of ash covered people walking uptown from the Twin Towers area looking like survivors in a zombie apocalypse movie .Back in the 1600's ,my family's first farm in America was at the site where the Twin Towers were built ,so the whole thing really grabbed me .
I appreciate the thoughtfulness of all around the world for their generosity during our time of need. This song can be meant for the world since i think we all remember, anywhere around the world, when America was attacked.
Over 20 years later and still get choked up.
As a veteran who was sent thing like blankets, it means the world to us when deployed....i tried to write back to each care package i received to thank the sender. so yes it meant a ton to the person who received it
I was 5 and at my grandparents home from kindergarten as I was sick. I remember watching tv with them and all of a sudden the news broadcast took over every station. All 3 of us sat in horror. It’s the one time I have seen my grandad cried. I wasn’t sure of the impact (just like you said, I couldn’t comprehend). It’s a core memory I’ll always know and remember. I went to the museum in NYC and sobbed the whole time.
Beautiful lady, I am positive that whoever received your handmade blankets were happy, proud and grateful.... A handmade gift like that means so much more to most people than something purchased. Will it shows the love and compassion that you had for your fellow human beings.
Ash, That blanket meant the world to someone. Whoever received it was more than humbled and grateful that our friends across the Ocean thought enough of the people in the U.S. that they would make a gift from the heart. You sent more than a blanket. You sent us Hope & Love at a time when we were Down and Out, suffering, lost, confused. That blanket meant more than you can imagine. At a time when we needed it most. Bless you and your kindness.
This was in November, two months after the attack
Toby Keith instantly got mad and I don't blame him at all for that. 'The Angry American' really says it all.
Alan Jackson has always been a very calm person; his first instinct was to look around and check on other people to make sure they were okay. He's a shoulder to cry on, a big teddy bear. Really awesome guy.
Toby is also awesome, just on the other end of the spectrum. :)
My grandfather was supposed to be at the pentagon that day and got stuck in traffic and was running late. It was almost surreal watching this on tv knowing where he was headed and then having him call us. Relief isn’t even the word. It was 2 hours after it happened that we got ahold of him. And BTW when it happened everyone pulled their kids out of school, everyone was glued to the tv and EVERYONE was crying.
Just so you know the blankets you sent where loved well having comfort and someone care is what meant the most to some of us. I new a little girl I met years later that was in New York lost he parents so said she got a care package like that and says even her baby’s now still use it. For some it’s the heart that matters
I will always remember the day this happened. I had just dropped my kids off at school and was driving into work. I immediately called a number of my old Army buddies to get them to start watching what was happening.
If you like music with historical events you should listen to Sabaton. One of my favorites from them is Bismarck.
I hate that you think your blankets along with every single thing sent to help would have been thrown away. They weren't sweetie. I don't know how a response could have been sent to everyone due to the sheer number of acts of kindness. But I want to personally thank you...I felt the tears start when you talked about what you had done...your kindness is never forgotten. Sending you both warm regards from Kentucky. 💙
Ash, I can tell you, with 100% certainty, that someone very greatful received your blankets. If they are still with us, they still treasure the blankets, and the generosity. If they've passed on, their family members are treasuring them now.
Loved the blanklet story!!! It's so sweet & tbh brought tears to my eyes..please don't feel silly for your beautiful act of kindness.. Those blankets could have just as easily been given to young children for comfort that were been told their mom or dad didn't make it outta the towers & them blanket could easily be one of their most cherished possessions to this day...what can't be denied is the love & kindness you put out in the world by doing that & for that i say thank you & it's much appreciated...😁
I think that is one of the greatest songs ever written
Thank your for the care package. Its not what you give, its that you care enough to give. That means a lot ❤
I live in the United States. I was a truck driver when 9 11 happen. I was in Oklahoma City. It’s about 1500 miles from home. I can remember how we became united for a little while. Sad day in in history turned into greatest time in history for the world. Many countries united together and felt the pain.
One of the things I remember feeling was terrified that it wasn’t over. Just waiting for the next thing to drop. He captured what a lot of people were feeling at the time.
Great reaction 😊
Don’t ever think your blankets were trash to them. I’m sure they were appreciated. And that was very sweet of you, truly….
I'll never forget. I was a recent high school graduate, living with my oldest brother and his wife. He woke me up with the news that a plane had hit the world trade center and that there were others missing. I came downstairs just in time to see the news footage as the second plane hit the second tower. It didn't seem real.
I remember watching it happen. Watched the second plane hit live on the news. I also vividly remember not wanting my husband to go to work that day and not wanting to put my 7 month old daughter down the entire day. We were all scared for weeks that it wasn’t over and prayed they would find anyone alive. Hearing that song was the first time I remember starting to feel the emotions and reflect on what we had actually been through. It was almost like this song began to bring ppl out of the shock of what had happened.
TRUST, those blankets brought extreme comfort In the absolute worst of times. Thank you! 🥰😘🇺🇸
Never be embarrassed for for your humanity ma'am. I'm sure that someone somewhere was thankful.
I was in 8th grade English class, my English teacher was a Marincorp reserve, we stopped everything and turned on the TV and watched everything!
OMG.. thank you for your help .. It truly means so much as a human that other humans are there... 22 yrs later... means everything...
That's a great story about the blankets, believe me they were received with the love they were given. I remember one Africa village gifted, I believe it was a steer to the America embassy. That outpouring of love from the world was felt. I used eat lunch in New Jersey across from the towers which looked golden in the sunset. I still look at the skyline when I visit my daughter and miss that sight. Thanks for sharing your story
I'm sitting here crying . This song is beautiful and heart wrenching. Even after all this time I get angry about 911.
Think what you and your school did was so precious and I know the people here in America truly free shaded the thought that went into it and the care that was given through your love and support.
Wow that’s so interesting to me that your neighbor told you boys to go home. I didn’t realize it had that kind of impact across the pond. Thank you for sharing.
This happened in the early morning. He most likely wasn’t on stage anywhere. Not unless he was on an early morning talk show. I certainly remember that was one of the scariest times of my life. It was terrifying
9:20/Ash, baby girl..... it's been many years now.... but I received one of the blankets from your school class!! & I'm very proud of you & your former class mates for the beautiful gift 🎁!! Thank you so very much!! 😊 ❤ ❤
I will never forget this day/time afterward
The military, the 1st responders, the victims, and the families appreciated and loved every gift, care package, supply sent...no matter how small...they were long distance hugs that were so needed.
Your gift of simple blankets were most definitely appreciated. The fact that you had very little and still gave made your donation mean so much more. Thank you for caring for my fellow Americans so very much!
Thank you for a lovely reaction. I guarantee that the blankets were appreciated. I can remember exactly where I was sitting and what I was doing the moment I got the call 'turn on the tv...NOW' ... I was in my home office, my husband was supposed to be at the Pentagon that day, but he was caught in traffic, he was on the exit ramp at the Pentagon when it was hit. I was a crazy person until I heard from him, my older son was at work, all the schools locked down and I couldn't get my younger children, I have never felt so helpless. I just sat there watching people die, others risking their lives to help and I was crying and praying for every one and everything.
I was asleep when the towers/Pentagon were hit. I was woken by a call from my mother, asking if I was OK. I was in the Pentagon the night before, trying to fix a piece of data storage equipment (I didn't work at the Pentagon, I worked for a defense contractor that had equipment in the Pentagon). I left at 12:30 in the morning. The only reason I left is because the Pentagon employees that were escorting me were not authorized more overtime for the night. One of the guys I worked with, and a very good friend, John C. Was sitting in his car on I-395 a couple miles away, ready to pick up where I left off when the jets hit. I have been in the the Pentagon many times before, and after then. It's always felt different after 9/11. I will never forget the day I was there they reopened one of the wedges (in the Pentagon, the five corners are called wedges). We worked for a few hours, then took a lunch break. We went to a place to eat on the top floor of one of the new wedges, and it had skylights. There were hundreds of people there having lunch (the Pentagon employees some 24 - 25 thousand people... it's a pretty big building). As you can imagine with that many people, there was a lot of noise from all the chatter. There was a point where a jet flew over at very low altitude (the Pentagon is VERY near Reagan National Airport). You could hear it very clearly through the skylights. Let me tell you, you have never heard so many people get so quiet so fast in your life... it was a deafening silence!!! It was truly the most eerie thing I've ever experienced. 22 years later, I can be in a crowded bar, or any noisy room, and something will trigger that memory. The room is still loud, but I can still hear that deafening silence in my head... it truly overpowers the noise around me... I will never forget that.
On a lighter note. After I got up on 9/11. I checked on all my work mates, and people I knew who worked at the Pentagon, then I went out for a drink that afternoon. When I got to my local hangout, I found the bartender (Jenette) had Kamakazis as the drink special for the day... it was a fucked up day, but I admire the defiance.
One last thought; the planes hit at 8:46 am on Sept, 11. That is 5:46 am in LA. I doubt Alan was on a stage somewhere. That was just artistic license.
May I also add another aspect to that day for me... Air trafic was grounded for several days after 9/11. That didn't affect me, but my 10 year old son was supposed to fly to his grandparents in Arizona the next week (about 2000 miles from Northern Virginia where we lived). I remember him crying, and thinking he wouldn't ever get to see them again because we couldn't fly. I hugged him for a long time, and reassured him that everything would be OK. I remember praying for the people lost, and the people not yet found. I remember going to work the next day in facilitates that made a difference in our response as a country. I remember being exhausted at the end of each of the next few days. I remember the anger and rage as one who dedicated his life to the defense of this country. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, some of us felt all of the things Alan Jackson asked if we felt.
As an American that has been cold, I can assure you any blanket is a blessing.
Dixie chicks “travelin soldier” live is amazing too “if you’re reading this” by Tim McGraw, the video with the actual photos of soldiers and their funerals is SO devastating but so great becasue it reminds you these were real soldier and real families that are still gone & grieving today. Aaron Lewis “am I the only one” is another great song but more about the $hit state of today .
I’ll never forget where I was and what was going on at that time , the whole life scenario of that time. This got me choked up
I remember where I was on 911. I was working as a police constable in Staines. I had just arrested a female german shoplifter. The first plane hit as I was booking her into custody. We found out as there was a television in office behind the booking in desk.
As I was completing statements and crime report the 2nd plane crashed. We took the shoplifter to interview another prisoner was being booked in. It was an American who'd been caught drink driving. The thing that caught my attention was he was standing bolt upright like he was at attention.
Two other Alan Jackson songs to check out are "Remember When " and " Chattahoochie " .They show two completely different sides of his repertoire
Thank you for your stories of that day. It brightens my outlook when I see it is not forgotten. Sorry, 9/11 haunts me. I have to share. Please bear with me, or stop reading. I was home in NJ for Moms birthday on the 10th. Early on the 11th, i went to meet friends for pre-work breakfast. I got off the Path (subway) under then tower, just in time for chaos to ensue. I got coffee and watched without concern. Things quickly got worse. I saw things that can never be erased from memory. Loud booms that only made sense later. I ended up spending much of the day in the first place that seemed safe, huddled in Greenwich Village with other wanderers. Then came reality and fear. No phone, eerily crowded silence around me. The sense of calm urgency from strangers.Two days passed before I got home and then I continually watched the news and waited for something good to be announced. For a much needed phone call. For someone to walk in the door.I still watch every replay I find televised. It's like I have to be sure it was real. Maybe others find that daft, so be it. I won't go inside the new towering target that was built, but I visit the memorial and remember better days my dads offices. Don't ever let those souls be forgotten. Pray for peace for those who suffer still. RIP to friends and family lost and those still unaccounted. 🙏 (Happily, my most recent lung scans still confirm only noncancerous scarring. I am Blessed as I see it. My life partner gone more than 20 years, unbelievable. I never even seriously dated again, my choice works for me. My disabled status and early retirement finds me in historic musuems, where i see the world is still good. People are good. Tourists lovely.)
Your blankets were so needed and I know they were grateful for them. I live in the south but I am thankful to you.
As an American from Missouri, USA I just want to say "THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART!!!"
On that day I was in my office in Fairfax Virginia and was watching the attack on the Twin Towers when the aircraft hit the Pentagon. It flew close to our building approximately two to three hundred feet above our building. Soon after we heard it had hit the Pentagon. Actually we new exactly when it had hit. I was director of contracts for our company. One of my contracts officers was talking to one of the Navy contracts officers when the call went dead. The aircraft hit directly at their office. Unfortunately, I don’t think there was any survivors. Our company was one of the contractors working on the Pentagon renovation program. A few of our employees were injured. The only saving grace of the attack was the aircraft hit the two wedges that we had just finished. We had totally reinforced all the area in those two areas. It was estimated that if the aircraft had hit any other spot, it would have gone completely through the building instead of only half way as it did. I will never forget that day!
If your in America on September 11 you can always attend a memorial stair climb where a lot of people but mostly retired/current firemen do a stair climb for our brothers and sisters who ran in those towers!
From Indiana she's the most beautiful woman. Thank you little girl
I remember every single minute of that day every thing I did every thing I felt every single minute
I guarantee you there’s a fireman or marine somewhere that still uses the blanket you sent, no doubt in my mind, I still have crayon drawings I received 20 years ago from kids while I was in Iraq and Afghanistan god bless you