ASSet_MANagement Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I was in 9th grade. OK I just stopped reading here. Gosh I’m F old, lol.
Inner Evil Voice Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > ASSet_MANagement Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > I was in 9th grade. > > OK I just stopped reading here. Gosh I’m F old, > lol. tht was first thought! i feel so old!
CFABLACKBELT Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > ditchdigger2CFA Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > Another story; > > > > A pal of mine who manages a warehouse said that > > many of the foreigners who are employees > cheered > > when the planes hit the towers. > > > Disgusting. I have heard similar stories. Fck > them. During her college days, my wife realized that some classmates from the Middle East where e-mailing pics days after 9/11 and laughing like they would have won the lottery. Some guys even doctored the pics to make them “funnier”. The worst part is that all of them were US or Canadian citizens. That’s even scarier if you think about it.
Bump
The memorial opens this year. Hopefully the ceremony goes well and is a success. Looks interesting and will try to visit after it’s opened to the public.
I was a sophomore in college, my roommate shook me awake and said the WTC had collapsed. I told him to GTFO and let me go back to sleep, and he said, no, really, GET UP. I then remember taking a bus to campus without knowing that all classes had been canceled. I told people on the bus what happened and they didn’t believe me. Crazy day.
saw this in the times over the weekend — SEPTEMBER 3, 2011, 12:18 PM INVESTMENT BANKING TEN years and a lifetime ago, Howard W. Lutnick was a prince of Wall Street. Forty years old, and already the head of a powerful financial house, he could peer down on rivals from his office on the 105th floor of One World Trade Center. Then — you know the rest. American Airlines Flight 11 struck Tower One. Three out of every four people who worked in New York City for Mr. Lutnick at the brokerage firm Cantor Fitzgerald died that September morning, 658 in all. Among the dead was his younger brother, Gary. That Howard Lutnick survived was, he concedes, blind luck. Some people died because they happened to be at the World Trade Center on Sept. 11, 2001. Mr. Lutnick lived because he happened to be taking his son, Kyle, to his first day of kindergarten. And so Mr. Lutnick, who ran Cantor Fitzgerald then and, remarkably, still runs it today, became an unusual, and unusually public, 9/11 survivor: the executive… continued: http://dealbook.nytimes.com/2011/09/03/the-survivor-who-saw-the-future-for-cantor-fitzgerald/
9/11 again. Let’s hear the stories.
I was coming back to Vancouver on a plane during 9-11. I was suppose to transfer at San Francisco, but instead two jets escorted us away to YVD (Vancouver airport). I was pretty surpirse when I heard we landed in Vancouver, since I knew we had to transfer first. No clue what was happening, everyone had to take off there shoes and socks and searched when we left the plane.
Only knew the next day when all my friends were like, oh shoot, we were pretty worried that you might be on one of the planes. (Elementary, so didn’t know better, they just saw plane crash in US and knew I was flying there). Saw it on TV when I got home, looked pretty unreal.
Also I was in UK during the subway bombings, only day I didn’t take the subway, so pretty lucky.
First thing I noticed: US Bond Futures shoot up an entire point, then more… WE think the FED cut rates, so We keep buying 10yr, 30yrs, 5 yrs… straight, with no spreading… Second Plane, more gap ups in the bond market, the S&P futures traders are shorting, then Risk Manager comes in, says, “boys, put down your pens and pick up your swords, we are going to war” We close out our positions, and get evacuated down the stairwell 30 floors, building across from the Chrysler Bldg. Get to the bottom and the door is locked. We slam it open, and start walking up Lexington… by the time we get to Lex and 68th, the South Tower collapsed and we see all the smoke and rubbish…
just relocated to asia and this is my first year away from New York since 2000. still remember the day quite well. it was the second week of classes of my soph year at nyu. i had 8am stats that day. i rmember getting out of class at 915 and going into the library and then coming back outside to join the crowds looking down 5th avenue at the smoldering towers. classes for the rest of the day were cancelled, phones were dead, luckily AOL instant messegner worked so i msg friends back at home to tell my family i was okay. didnt know anyone in the towers but definitely a few classmates interned down there and my mom was just at the windows of the world a few wks ago. dorm was in chinatown that year and everything was evacuated below canal street. crashed w/ some friends around union square for a few days before they let us back in. though i’m not in nyc it’s a bittersweet feeling to see all of the latest and greatest photos of freedom towers, never forget
I was working for GE medical systems back then as a service engineer and was back from work pretty exhausted. My friends were all glued to the tv… We were around 10 of us in a huge apartment complex, which is normally very lively… On that nightI remember, none of us have dinner and didnt even know how to react or speak. We were all worried about the casualities…
I hope and pray they are all resting in peace…
Today is the anniversary of that dreadful event. May the deceased find some peace and the living some solace.
Respect. And happy early birthday Bchad!
On 9/11/01, I was in San Angelo, Texas. I was in the Marines at the time, and was going to cryptologic analysis school. While I was outside smoking with a friend, a guy came up to us and said, “Hey. Did you hear the news? A plane crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City!”
I asked, “What kind of plane? Like a C-5 or a Cessna?” He assumed it was a Cessna–just somebody being stupid. I shrugged it off and kept smoking. A few minutes later, I went inside and looked at the TV that was in the foyer. A bunch of people had gathered around, and we saw that it wasn’t a Cessna, and it wasn’t an isolated event.
The base went on immediate lockdown. We weren’t allowed to go outside or even to the restroom without having a “buddy” go with us. I knew then that a lot of people were probably headed overseas.
Since I have never lived anywhere close to the Northeast, I wasn’t directly affected by any of the attacks. But military security got a lot tighter after that day. You used to be able to pretty much drive right onto the base. After that, you might have to wait in line for an hour. People at some of the bigger bases reported wait times as long as four hours, just to get on base.
I walk everyday from WTC Path to my office and this was very sad day. I shed a lone tear remembering where I was when it happened and the funeral I went to from its aftermath. My coworker said he was on the Staten Island Ferry and this guy said he lost 30 friends and took off his shirt to show him his back where debri crashed on him and he had to get surgery. He said the guy looked drugged up and depressed. There are a group of people protesting with “9/11 was an inside job” next to the fire fighters from the department adjacent to the WTC in Zuccotti Park. It looked like even the Occupy Wall Street people had the respect to stop today. At least two streets I saw were shut down.
Those clowns are still around!?
In very small packs of eight to fifteen. It’s no longer a whole movement, but I see them out there every so often.
My recollection of that day was I was working on the trading floor at a major Canadian bank in Toronto Canada, on the US debt team and speaking to someone at Cantor Fitzgerald going over our US treasury positions and then the phone just went silent. I called back a number of times until I finally looked up at the tv monitors surrounding us and realized what had happened. Everyone around me, and including me, had this empty stare in our eyes as we all thought about all those people we speak to everyday at Cantor are gone.
all i remember well is the fear of my best friend who’s dad was on a Toronto flight bound for DC. when we saw the first DC-bound plane go down, it was tough to keep watching. my condolences to anyone who lost someone.