Mrleft8
Super Anarchist
I was cutting frames (posts and beams) for a garage addition I was putting on my barn while my wife and her mother were in London for the Murder-in-law's birthday.
I stopped to take a break and signed on to my at that time favorite internet chat room (AOL NAC1), and heard that a plane had flown into the WTC. I assumed it was a sight seeing plane. I turned on the TV and tuned in to ABC. Peter Jennings on air and watched the second plane hit the second tower right over Jennings' shoulder. "What the FUCK WAS THAT!" Jennings yells to his producer.
I never saw Peter Jennings lose his cool except for several times that day.
It was a completely beautiful, not a cloud in the sky day. Light breeze, and suddenly very quiet. No air traffic at all. The far off very distant hum from the highway disappeared.
I drove down to my boat, and sailed out in to Long Island Sound. Waaaaaaaay off to the west I could see a single thread of black rising straight up.
I went to the store after an hour or so of gentle sailing.
No credit cards. Lucky they knew me. I bought a case of beer, a steak, and some veggies on store credit.
Calls from everyone I knew except my wife on the answering machine when I got home. I sat and watched TV for another hour until the first tower collapsed, then I went back out and continued cutting frames.
I stopped to take a break and signed on to my at that time favorite internet chat room (AOL NAC1), and heard that a plane had flown into the WTC. I assumed it was a sight seeing plane. I turned on the TV and tuned in to ABC. Peter Jennings on air and watched the second plane hit the second tower right over Jennings' shoulder. "What the FUCK WAS THAT!" Jennings yells to his producer.
I never saw Peter Jennings lose his cool except for several times that day.
It was a completely beautiful, not a cloud in the sky day. Light breeze, and suddenly very quiet. No air traffic at all. The far off very distant hum from the highway disappeared.
I drove down to my boat, and sailed out in to Long Island Sound. Waaaaaaaay off to the west I could see a single thread of black rising straight up.
I went to the store after an hour or so of gentle sailing.
No credit cards. Lucky they knew me. I bought a case of beer, a steak, and some veggies on store credit.
Calls from everyone I knew except my wife on the answering machine when I got home. I sat and watched TV for another hour until the first tower collapsed, then I went back out and continued cutting frames.