I recently watched the documentary "9/11: One Day in America" by National Geographic, which gives accounts from people who were there - people who escaped, 1st responders on the scene, press on the scene, air traffic controllers, and the military.
No political spin, no conspiracy theories - just verified, legitimate personal stories from those who were actually there.
I highly recommend it.
I do need to warn you, though, it's heavy, with some disturbing parts - especially the part about the 1st responders watching the "jumpers" or "fallers" land all around them, one of them surviving for a few minutes and actually speaking to the 1st responders.
Note that I am careful to use both terms, "jumpers" and "fallers," since it is now believed that some jumped and some actually just fell, unable to see through the thick, black smoke.
Also, we are careful because some need to believe loved ones didn't jump, due to their strong religious beliefs regarding suicide being an unforgiveable sin.
I personally would like to believe if I were in a situation where I had to choose how I was going to die between fire and jumping, God wouldn't hold either choice against me?
But there are also good stories - former strangers who developed lifelong friendships, strong bonds, and support systems as a result of feeling they saved each other's lives.
For where I was, you can read prior post here.
But today is not about how it affected me or my family, watching from far away.
Today is about those who lost their lives and those who were there.
Thus, radio silence for the day out of respect for thousands of innocent civilians who lost their lives or loved ones, and/or who were otherwise forever affected by this trauma.
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