I will never forget where i was on 9/11/01

I was at work when everyone started moving to the conference room and turned on the television there.

I was a HS junior that just got up to start my day. A few weeks later I signed up for the Navy's Delayed Entry Program. 

I woke up to Howard Stern talking about and thought it was a joke until I turned on the TV. That was just before the second plane.

Teaching in an American school in Lusaka, Zambia.  Was after school and watched it from our director's house on campus.  Guidance from the US Embassy suggested we close school the next day, "out of respect for the victims and families involved". Got on the phone and called all families (a very multi-ethnic school), 100% of whom offered condolences and words of support.

kl8ton said:

I had a co-worker whose brother was on a fly-in hunting expedition in Canada.  They had no means of communication. They just had to return to the drop off point in one week to be flown back to civilization.  Well they were supposed to get picked up on 9/11.  No plane showed up. All planes grounded.  I believe it was 2 or 3 days before they got picked up.  

A co-worker was in deep Africa on a safari hunt with 1 English speaking guide.
He remembers alot of radio chatter but no one told them anything until they got back to civilization. Shocked at all the armed military in airport. Took almost another week to get home

I was a freshman in college about to go to a math test.   I saw the second plane hit and stayed glued to the tv the rest of the day.  

Was helping as a cadet teacher in a fifth grade class. The teacher pulled me out into the hallway and told me what was going on, she said to keep it quiet, the teacher next door her husband was in the pentagon and they hadn't told her yet. Thankfully he was OK. 

“Some people did something.” 

For the rest of us, NEVER Forget.  

Was at work. We were all hitting refresh on yahoo, CNBC, CNN, ABC, NBC......  to get the latest news and updates and determined if what was being said on one was true or not.  Once the second plane hit, we were told to go home to our families because no one knew what was really happening.  
Then to see those poor people jumping from the towers was just inconceivable. 

What I did love, as mentioned earlier in this thread, were all the US flags flying for the month or so after the attack. They were everywhere.  It was great. I wish we, as a country, flew the flag like we did that month after the attacks all the time - not just during national holidays and parades. 

Today we got our annual joint remembrance letter from the Secretary of the Air Force, and the Chief of Staff of the Air Force.  It included the line (and I'm paraphrasing here):
"Today we welcome our newest members of the Air Force (of course this applies to our brothers and sisters in the Army, the Navy, the Marines, and the Coast Guard - Botch) who were born on this day, 18 years ago...."
 
That... really struck me.  Born on That Day, and already, adults and signing up to serve their Country.  

My wife was on her way to the Pentagon for a meeting when the first plane hit. 

I was in the parking lot at work about to go inside when the local radio station casually mentioned that a small plane had just hit one of the WTC towers. I mentioned it to my supervisor after clocking on and will never forget when she came back to me and told me about the 2nd plane. It wasn't long before the TV was out on the workroom floor and we were hearing everything over the intercom. I had a small radio that i liked to listen to sports on in my shirt pocket the rest of the day. Every single station that i tuned to had nonstop coverage. I had plans that night to meet a buddy for "all you can eat" wing night at a long since closed restaurant. I called him after work and told him that I would be staying home...

I wasn't going to post here because of the feelings this day condures, but felt like I could today.  I didn't lose any family (that I know of) that day.  But I lost any real sense of safety.  I had just entered the workforce and it started off as a normal workday.  Then the first plane hit.  My boss cut on the tv and started telling us what was happening.  We thought it was an accident.  Then the second plane hit.  To this day, I'm not able to accurately describe those emotions..when the buildings fell.
Unfortunately, that was a customer-facing position, and our customer base were people who were out in the sticks because they prefered to be away from people.  They were calling in as they caught wind of the situation that was unfolding and thought my colleagues and I were there to absorb their venting.  A woman screamed at me about how she had no internet access and was very, very upset that she wasn't able to actually 'see' what was happening live.  I cut her off to firmly state that there were people deciding whether or not to burn to death or jump to their death and that I couldn't understand why she would want to actually see that.  I got a look from my boss and then calmly stated, "You don't want to see what I'm seeing now."

it was my freshman year in high school, heard the news about the first plane on the radio on the way in.  Remember looking at the clock and seeing the digital clock saying 8:10am, as with previous posts, students, staff etc were glued to the TV all day.  Crazy to think that I experienced this in high school and high schoolers now are learning of this event via a history book.