September 11, 2001 is a day that will forever be a day of remembrance in the United States of America. On this day, 12 years ago, four United States airlines were taken over by Al Qaeda members in what is known as the greatest terrorist attack on American soil. Two of those four planes were flown through the World Trade Center; one was flown into the Pentagon, and the last one crashed into a field in Pennsylvania. I was only five years old when it happened, but somehow, I remember the day as if it were yesterday. I was in an afternoon kindergarten class, so I wasn’t even at school when the first plane struck the north tower at 8:45 am. Actually I was lying across the ottoman in my grandma’s living room in my Our Lady of Lourdes jumper and Reebok shoes. My mom and grandma were standing only a few feet back from the television set as the national news played the footage of the first plane going through the building. I honestly just sat there, trying to identify all of the emotions in the room and wondering what in the heck I just watched. Why would someone fly a plane into a building? Why were my mom and grandma both panicking? Do I still have to go to school? All of these thoughts and more were flying through my brain, and then the second plane hit. It was apparent that it wasn’t an accident and America was being attacked. As a kindergartner, I had absolutely no idea what that meant. I just remember feeling safe with my mom and grandma despite the absolute turmoil that was still playing on TV.
As of this year, no one under the age of twelve will have first-hand knowledge of what happened that day. And most people under the age of sixteen only remember what they were told by others. September 11 will always be an important day in America. It represents courage, bravery, patriotism, pride and love for our country. Below you will find the 9-11 accounts of Seton students and faculty. Please feel free to leave your 9-11 story in the Leave a Reply box at the bottom of this article.
Development Director Jennifer Dunaway – “I graduated from Seton in 2001 and life was perfect. I moved into Wright State September tenth, 2001. I woke up on September eleventh, the first morning not living with my parents, to the 9-11 terrorist attacks. I ran through the campus, gathering all my Cincinnati friends. ogether we ran the mile from the freshman dorms to where the freshman had to park their cars and we drove back home the day after moving in. I came back up to Wright State the next day because classes were beginning and I remember the next few weeks after the attack just watching fighter jets from the Wright-Patterson Air Force Base flying over us.”
Senior Abby Rollinger – “I was brought home from school while mom was still at work. She called almost every five minutes just to check up on us. We decided to not celebrate my birthday in order to commemorate the lives lost.”
Senior Katelyn Walter – “I remember I was at Oakdale for kindergarten and my mom and sister came to pick me up from school. Usually, my mom would pick me up, then we’d get my sister from St. Jude, so when Sam was in the car too, I knew something was up. We spent the rest of the day just sitting in front of the TV, hoping and praying America was safe.”
Junior Ashley Grooms – “I was four years old, so I don’t really remember much. My mom has told me the story of how she ran and picked me up from preschool and we, like many others spent the rest of the day glued to the TV. Looking back on it now, all I remember first hand is how scary it all felt”
Junior Maddie Ernst – “I was in Kindergarten at Our Lady of Lourdes and I went home early. My mom was panicking, pacing back and forth throughout the house. I spent the rest of the day with my family.”
Sophomore Lauren Aug – “I have no recollection of what happened that day. All I know comes from other people’s stories.”
Sophomore Mary Oehler – “I don’t remember anything from that day, but my mom has told me about how we were at home and she just cried watching the footage that was played on a loop, broadcasted to the entire nation. “
Freshman Kori Rudolph – “I don’t remember anything from that day. I was three years old.”