Quote Originally Posted by ElliotNess View Post
I had just finished PT and was in the shower in the hangar. One of my guys came down and said a plane crashed in NY. I walked in just as the 2nd one struck. I was in Kandahar shortly there after. 8 years total in Afghanistan and Iraq.
Thank you for your service.


I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I was living at my father's house at the time. I had a nice little basement bachelor pad, but that's neither here nor there. For some reason I woke up early that day. And I always sleep with the TV on, so the emergency broadcasts were everywhere. I called my good friend who lived a few houses up from me and woke him up. He came down the street and we watched the second building fall, live as it happened. We didn't think it could be real. NOBODY would do that to us!!! We thought the United States was too powerful to be a victim of such an attack. We just watched in awe for a few hours until I had to go to work. At the time I was tending bar at a private country club. Hardly anybody played golf that day, everybody just huddled around the TVs and watched all day and night. Watching men cry, shedding tears myself as I watched from behind the bar, embracing club members and coworkers alike was surreal in itself. As some can imagine, the members at a private club like that can be a bit snotty and think they are above the bartenders and waiters and waitresses. But that day we were all one, all equals....all Americans.