By Susannah Hutcheson, Regular ContributorSeptember 11, 2015
7:59 AM: American Airlines Flight 11 leaves Boston Logan International Airport heading to Los Angeles.
8:14 AM: United Airlines Flight 175 begins its journey down the runway and takes off from Logan en route to Los Angeles.
8:20 AM: American Airlines Flight 77 leaves Dulles Airport en route to Los Angeles.
8:41 AM: United Airlines Flight 93 leaves Newark International Airport en route to San Francisco.
10:07 AM: Flight 93 crashes into a field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania.
The morning of September 11th, 227 people woke up, rolled out of bed, and got ready to drive to the airport. Some of them were the ones flying the plane to its destination. They tied their ties, grabbed a cup of coffee, and headed to transport people from one destination to the other. Some of them were new moms and dads, some of them expectant mothers. Some of them were running massively late and barely made it to their gates on time, only to wish they had never made it. Some of them were purely on the planes by chance, switching flights with a co-worker out of kindness. Some of them were on their way to meetings and conferences. Some of them were flying home to see their families. Some were children. Some of them were going on vacation. None of them made it.
8:46 AM: Flight 11 crashes into North World Trade.
9:03 AM: Flight 175 slams into South World Trade.
9:37 AM: Flight 77 plows into the side of the Pentagon.
The same morning, 2,316 people rolled out of bed and got ready for the day. Some of them walked into the doors at the World Trade Center and sat at their desks for a day of mergers, acquisitions, and stock trades. Some of them walked the halls at The Pentagon, already well into a day of helping to protect the nation. Some of them strolled down the street, on their way to work or to grab breakfast before their shifts started. None of them made it.
9:59 AM: The South Tower collapses.
10:28 AM: The North Tower collapses.
At the same time, 411 firefighters, police officers, and emergency providers were awake. Some of them were beginning shifts, some were ending shifts, and some of them weren’t even on the clock. Some of them were from the NYPD. Some of them worked for New York’s Port Authority. Some of them worked for New Jersey’s Police Department, and some of them worked as EMT’s and paramedics. None of them made it.
Today marks 14 years since the fateful events of September 11.
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Some of us lost family members or friends. Some of us were so young that we hardly remember it. Some of us remember every single detail of it and the shock and anguish that was felt. Every single one of us has been affected by it- whether or not we know it. The numbers above don’t include the massive amounts of men and women that have been killed in the War on Terror. They don’t include the people that have deep psychological and physical scars that will remind them of the day until the day they die. They don’t include the amount of lives that were cut short from suicide, chemical inhalation, and cancer.
Today, take a moment and remember the lives were lost. Look around and appreciate the life you have, even when parts of it seem horrible at times. Buy the Starbucks of the person behind you in line. Hold the door open for the person that’s struggling with their bag. Give a smile to the next person you pass on the street. Bleed some kindness for the massive amount of people that don’t get to. I think they would like it.
How have you been effected by 9/11? Who do you remember today? Tell us below
Susannah is a Journalism major, passionate about social justice and Jesus Christ. She loves cold weather, triple-shot lattes, and macaroni and cheese. When she’s not writing papers or baking cookies, you can find her Googling random things on the Internet or watching large amounts of reality television. You can read her ramblings at ileftamessinthekitchen.wordpress.com, or look at pictures of her coffee on Instagram: @susannah.beth.
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