I think I was here a couple years after 9/11 because Deena's eldest was born on 9/11 and she was pregnant with her second when I started posting regularly.
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I'm so sorry Sophia.
Nothing can be done about the flood of memories. I was working out with my Brooklyn native friend when she got a phone call. She was cursing her friend out because she didn't believe her and thought it was a really poor taste joke. Bracing ourselves for having to explain it to our 7 and 9 year old kids.
Like amych it was after that day that I found you. Searching on the internet for something not news.
Also, always remember that it is Trudy's birthday today as well as another close friend.
It seems like you were all here then, but it really was a long time ago and not so long after TT.
I always return to B.org on 9/11 to read the posts from that day
I always re-read those posts on 9/11, too.
It seems like you were all here then
Seriously. Laura? amych? You must have been there.
Do we have the posts archived in a special place or do I just search the regular archives. I remember it so clearly
I ended up calling 311, wrapped Kitty in her blanket, put in a box, and waited by the curb with her until they came. I think it was awkward for the pick up guys because I don't think people are normally there. I didn't think they would be so quick.
I delurked that day. Hubs was obsessively watching the TV coverage long after there was no longer anything new to say, so I went to check on new posts on World Crossing. That's when I started talking.
That sounds like a perfectly good way to handle it, Sophia.
I don't think I was even lurking here until a couple years later.
Someone called my cell phone at 5:30 am and left a very uninformative message (I thought it was my alarm rather than an actual phone call once I woke up enough to realize it was a real noise and not a dream, the whole thing was very confusing). It's from the same area code as a number I called yesterday and left my cell number with for a call back, but not the same number and they didn't say who they were. Whine.
Seriously. Laura? amych? You must have been there.
I know, right? It was the need to escape news that led to me finding you. Fairly close to that date.