Nine Eleven Story
This is my 911 story. I repeat it every year at this time. Pictures today are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”.
I was at work, and someone called out that someone had run a plane into the World Trade Center. I didn’t think much of it, until I heard that the second tower had been hit, then the Pentagon, then the towers collapsed, then a plane crashed in Pennsylvania.
I focused on my job most of the day. There was always a lot of melodrama at that facility, and concentrating on my production duties helped to keep me saner. This was roughly the halfway point of my seven year tenure at this place.
One of the other workers was a professional Jesus worshiper. He was a hateful loudmouth. After the extent of the damage became known, he shouted “ They are doing this for Allah” , and prayed at his desk. The spectacle of the PJW praying made me want to puke.
I became alienated from Jesus during these years. Once, I had once been tolerant of Christians and Jesus, as one would be with an eccentric relative. I began to loath the entire affair. I hear of others who found comfort in religion during this difficult time. That option simply was not available for me.
Chamblee54 
Here’s my 9/11 story:
http://sffilk.livejournal.com/76975.html
Thank you for stopping by. I seldom watch tv anyway. As I write this, the tv is on the Falcons-Bears game, which the Falcons are losing.
If you have a few minutes to spare, this is a good story… http://joemygod.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-day.html Joe was there.