This morning I listened to the Archers that I missed last night on radio player on the web. 19 years ago today I had also missed the Archers the night before however I was not in the habit of using the internet then and not sure whether the Archers was available on the internet. Therefore I turned my radio in my bedroom on at 2pm to listen to the repeat.
On the 2pm news just before the Archers there was a snippet that news was just coming in that a plane had just gone into one of the twin towers. There was not more details and I had never heard of twin towers. After the Archers finished about 2.20 there was a news flash that another plane had gone into the towers. This seemed more strange. Was there navigation issues, poor fog? The story began unfurling…
Around 3 ish on 11thSeptember 2001, I went into town with my Dad. It was then we realised it was a terrorist attack. As the afternoon went on, news ofthe other attacks came in.
When we get back from town, we put the tv on. My Dad sat down to watch; he very rarely watches tv during the day.
One thing that surprised me was the lack of any miracles. I expected it to be like when there is an earthquake and they find survivors days after; instead death toll went up.
I started uni a couple of weeks after 9/11 so then was not exposed to so much news. I can not remember talking about it with other students; which seems strange now for such a big event. Although a big tragedy it did not physically affect me unlike the current global pandemic.