The memorials' opening brought a symbolic end to a decade-long debate over how to physically commemorate 9/11, and brought obvious comfort to many of the bereaved. In New York, sisters Maureen Wheeler and Michelle Fallon filled bottles with water from the memorial pools when they found the name of their brother, David Ruddle — a carpenter who died in the south
“Ring ring... ring ring...” John answered the phone. Someone on the other side of the phone was screaming, panicking because a 20 story apartment complex was on fire. The lady had dialed 911 and was transferred to Station 11 in New York. Engine 5 and all its members rushed out of the station and onto the road. It’s very hard to get through traffic in New York, but with the aid of a siren they made it through rather quickly.
The family members of these lost loved ones could be remembered through not only by their minds but by others who visit this site each day. The new site is beautifully heartwarming and is filled with thousands of visitors each day. 9/11 is not just a significant day because many lost loved ones, but because it the day the world froze and America changed forever. The first responders and business workers who were lost in the Towers will never be
The Case of Andrea Yates On the morning of June 20, 2001, around 10:00am, Rusty Yates received a frighting phone call from his wife Andrea. She said “you need to come home, it’s time, I did it”. Not knowing what she meant entirely he asked her to explain and she said “it is the children”. After hearing that he asked “which one” and she responded by saying “all of them”. He headed straight home to find his house surrounded by ambulances and police cars.
When he woke up in the hospital a day later he felt strange. So when he got home realised that his body had turned to steel and then turned back. So later on he went to visit his good friend Lucas he walked passed a bank and had a quick glance inside and saw that it was getting robbed and he turned into steel and from that ay he was a superhero named Man Steel the Hero of justice. But where there is a hero there is a jealous villain. And there was but not just one but three different villains.
On October 23, 1989 Rosey was in the living room reading a book, when all of a sudden she heard a scream from outside. She ran as fast as she could, and to her surprise she found her parents in a puddle of blood with scratch marks on their faces. Her parents had been murder by a tall thin man all dressed in black. Rosey was terrified when she saw the man that had just killed her parents. So she got up and ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, she didn't know where she was going but she had to get away.
Bruns showed up bright and early; I personally signed him in and walked him over to the meeting area, and a nurse brought Lfetayo to reunite with her father. They hugged and talked all day long as if it had been months since they’ve seen each other. We set her father up in our camp with his daughter so they wouldn’t have to be apart again. We were in Haiti for 4 months trying to help out the victims and get them as much medical help as we could possibly could. It wasn’t an easy job and some days it was really tough but it was a real learning experience.
The firefighters will rush into a burning fire with no regard for their own safety, worried only about the safety of those trapped inside the burning structure. It is nothing short of breathtaking, and I get goose bumps every time I watch. Rescue Me appeals to the young kid in every adult male. I know we have all dreamt about riding in a big-ass fire truck barreling down the street in route to some blazing inferno. For me it always seemed like fires happened to people that no one knew and that firefighters were iconic symbols and not real people.
When I arrived home there was a feeling that had come over me that this could actually be our last day on earth if these attacks kept occurring. When I got into my bedroom I didn’t even want to watch the television. Later on that night I turned on the television and saw reports of people jumping from the burning towers, that is when I finally broke down and starting crying. I personally did not know anyone who had lost their life that horrible day, but have friends who lost loved ones and cannot understand the grief that they must have been feeling. This day has truly affected my life by seeing how people come together when a big catastrophe happens.
for months afterwards when she heard a siren she would become very anxious and upset. I couldn’t even play one of my favorite video game Grand Theft Auto 3 because of the sirens in it; it made her extremely nervous and uncomfortable. She complained of terrible and vivid nightmares of the events of that day. It affected her so badly she did not return to work for six months after the 9/11. Even to this day she becomes distressed very easily; when before September 11th she was always able to stay composed.