The morning was
surreal on many levels. September 11,
2001. I usually opened the film lab I
managed at around 6:00 am because we had the newborn contract for three of the
five Grand Rapids hospitals with maternity wards. Our runners would pick up the film, bring it
to the lab where we would have it processed, printed, bundled and back at the
hospitals by 9:00 am.
This morning
was different. One of my tech’s was
opening and I got to sleep in. I set my
alarm for 8:00 am. NPR was on. Their first round of broadcast is live. After that, the tape just loops, and believe
me – NPR doesn’t interrupt their canned news show for anything, which, of
course, means I was completely unaware that anything out of the ordinary was
going on.
My car radio
was set on the local country station. Between
songs. they kept talking about something big going on somewhere but no
specifics. When I arrived at my lab,
located inside a Kinko’s, I didn’t have a clue.
Not until the
Kinko’s manager called me over to a television in the back of his side of the store. I arrived just in time to see the second
aircraft hit the north tower.
Kinko’s
employees, my people, customers from both stores stood in stunned silence as we
stared at the impossible! Soon the
talking heads were saying it was a terrorist attack. Commercial airliners had been hijacked. One hit the Pentagon. Another went down in a field in western
Pennsylvania.
We were all shocked. America had been attacked!
The fire
departments and police departments of New York City lost their own who risked
their lives going into the twin towers to get people out.
Later that day
it became even more surreal when a customer who drove at breakneck speed across
Canada to get to his family in Grand Rapids brought me a roll of film to
develop – pictures showing both aircraft hitting the Twin Towers and their
eventual collapse. That might have been
the next day. I’m not so sure.
In January, four
months later, Country icon Alan Jackson asked the world: Where were you when the world stopped
turning?
I was just
arriving at work.
Where were you?
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