Ten years ago today we were sitting at the breakfast table getting ready to match wits with a class at the U of A. The entire family was watching BBC News when they announced that a plane had accidentally crashed into the World Trade Center. As they cut to live footage and commentary, it was a matter of minutes until we saw the second plane crash into the second tower live.

It’s odd when one witnesses something of that magnitude, the mind remembers the strangest things as things are happening so fast. We can recall the commentator on TV going completely quiet as the plane hit the second tower and several seconds of silence on the air.

We recall being struck by how serious things must have just gotten that the News Anchor has been struck completely silent. The rest of the day was a blur but the scariest thing we heard that entire awful day was the sound of on air silence and that memory will stay with us for a long, long time.

In the 10 years since it hasn’t gotten any easier to wrap our brains around what happened that day.

This is a place of hockey and nonsensery and not the place for any in depth 9-11 coverage. But we would be remiss on the 10th anniversary of that terrible morning if we didn’t put something up in tribute to all of the men and women that lost a loved one, a co-worker or their very lives that morning.

Leave some comments of where you were 10 years ago today if you feel so inclined.


  • Wax Man Riley

    Woke up at my regular time and laid in bed as it was my first day of holidays & I planned to do errands before I left the next day. When the second plane hit I jumped out out bed & turned on the TV. Later that day I drove my motorcycle downtown as I had planned previously because I thought I couldn’t find parking to pick up my passport. Downtown Calgary was eerily quiet & empty with some people not showing up or being sent home. On the way home I stopped in behind the airport to see the 27 planes that were redirected due to the closed airspace. It was also eerily quiet & yet crowded.
    In 2004 when I went to NYC, I met a person who was late to work that day at the WTC and was stuck on the subway… I wish RIP for those departed & and some semblance of peace to those that still live with the tragic memories.

  • Clarence Oveur

    It’s impossible to forget where I was on that Tuesday morning: I was a 15 year-old high school sophomore watching the movie Lorenzo’s Oil in Biology class. An announcement came over the public address from our Principal, asking all of the teachers to tune in to one of the news channels. It was surreal, like watching a movie. The only reason I didn’t break down and weep was because it truly felt like it was something out of Hollywood, I couldn’t begin to comprehend the magnitude of what I was watching.

    On another note: as an American now living and studying in Ottawa, I have to thank Canadians collectively for their compassion throughout this entire weekend. I watched several programs last night on CBC and CTV chronicling the 10th anniversary of those events. I’ve also had conversations with several people who have shared their most heartfelt memories of 9/11/01, one of whom spoke candidly about the loss of his mother to the terrorist acts of the Air India 182 bombing.

    I think that I speak for every American when I say that I’m proud to call you an ally and a friend.

  • Wax Man Riley

    I got up to leave for work, hopped in my car and began driving. I was living in Edmonton at the time and had K-Rock playing on the radio. One of the DJ’s said something along the lines of “this is certainly the biggest news story I’ve ever covered..” but at that moment I put a CD in and listened to some punk rock for the entire 45-min drive, oblivious to what was happening in NYC. I get to work, sat at my desk and of course everyone is talking about it frantically. I spent the next 3 days hitting refresh every 5 seconds on and briefly rallied behind George W. Bush the one and only time.

  • Wax Man Riley

    I was living with relatives in Calgary and had taken the day off as we were going to Edmonton for my uncle’s funeral. I woke up and went downstairs to see my relatives glued to the tv. I asked what was wrong and they pointed at the tv and said a plane hit the WTC. I didn’t believe them. We sat and watched both buildings come down. It was a weird feeling that day mourning my uncle and also trying to comprehend the events.

  • Professor Fatbot, PhD

    I was eating cereal the morning of my grade 9 picture day before jumping on the bus, saw the first plane’s aftermath and then almost choked on my spoon as the second plane hit.

    After that, I got on the bus for the hour-plus ride to school, and it seemed like at each stop another person got on with some other piece of news.

    I got to school, had my picture taken and then went to PE, at which point Bob Rutz told us the world was coming to an end and there would be no gym class that day, so we spent the rest of the morning watching everything. I went to my two classes that afternoon, and on the way out of the school my day was capped off by watching WTC7 collapse.

    It won’t be long ’til the “War on Terror” has lasted half of my lifetime.

    @pelhem grenville – As soon as you posted the date and your son’s first name I recognized the story of your son as “The Year Summer Ended in June.”

  • Hockey_Inc

    I just showed up at work. I walked into the parade room where other members of my squad were also just arriving. The TV was on and no one was talking. I watched as the first tower burned, and the second was hit, then both towers falling… said a prayer and hit the street, we were late relieving the night shift but they were inside watching tv with us. It was an eerie feeling all day waiting for the other shoe to drop…

    Held my family close that night. It still makes me shudder the anger, callousness and evil that those innocent people faced on those planes before they died.

  • DonovanMD

    I was about 17 and in grade 11, my brother was about 4 and at 750ish I was getting ready to leave for school and he said, “How come the same show is on every channel?”
    I scolded him and was like, “Just stay on one of them damn it” and started watching. I didn’t have cable and ITV, CTV, Achannel, were all running the CNN feed I believe it was.

    I saw the 2nd plane hit live and was like WTF, realising it couldnt have been an accident.

    On the way to school I listened to the usual KRock morning show with Terry Bill and Steve (I just looked on the website, they’re back together? Cool) and it was strange to hear them so somber and just relaying what they were watching. When the towers came down they described what it looked like.

  • Little Buttcheeks

    I was still grade school and the first plane crash happened shortly before I woke up. I was maybe a bit young to truly understand at the time what had happened but the aftermath of 9/11/01 has lasted basically half of my lifetime.

  • Clarence Oveur

    Like the assassinations of Lincoln, JFK, Dr. Martin Luther King jr, and RFK, everyone remembers where they were when they heard of or saw on TV (or live for those tragic New Yorkers)the attacks on the World Trade Centers on Sept 11, 2001. I am not close to being old enought to remember any of first assassinations but I sure remember where I was on Sept 11. I was eating cereal at my Mom’s house, getting ready for my second day of classes at the U of C. We were watching the morning news when a breaking news report came in and the anchor looks at the camera and says that a plane has crashed into the North tower of the World Trade Center. They cut to live footage and the horrifying image of the burning north tower comes on for the first time. As I sat there with my spoon halfway between my bowl and my mouth, I yelled to my Mom, “HEY MA! SOME IDIOT JUST FLEW HIS PLANE INTO ONE OF THE WORLD TRADE CENTER BULDINGS!!” Obviously nobody knew that the worst was yet to come. While watching, a second plane came into the picture and my Mom and I both took a deep breath as we watched it slam into the South tower. We looked at each other speechless and in shock at what we and the world just witnessed. The idea that this was no accident crept in.

    I went and picked up my then girlfriend, now wife, and drove us to university listening to the radio coverage as snipits of information slowly rolled in. I will always remember the shocked silence all over campus and how by the time my first class was over there were crowds of people, eight or more deep, sitting around TVs that had been pulled out and put into large open areas. The crowds weren’t moving or talking, just sitting there glued to the tragedy unfolding infront of them. Every where on campus there were TVs and crowds of 20, and in many cases more, watching and updating people as they walk by. The memory of those crowds and the silence still gives me chills.

    Watching the opening for Sunday Night Football right now, NY Jets vs. Dallas Cowboys in NY, and thinking to myself how in the world has it been ten, TEN!! years since that fateful, horrible, tragic day?? The memories of the plane striking the towers and the Twin Towers falling still gives me chills to this day.

    RIP to all those that lost their lives that day and in the wars that followed, and best wishes, thoughts and condolences to all those they left behind.

  • O.C.

    My daughter came out of her room saying some idiot ran their plane into the World Trade Center. Expecting another Cessna Suicide, we realized this was a bigger aircraft as we all watched on CNN. Suddenly, the second impact occurred. One of my kids trailed off “what the…”

    A brief pause and then it was obvious. I said, “this is no accident.”

    Fast forward to the close ups of the fire fighters marching en masse to the scene, up the stairs, wondering how many they could save…

    Fast forward to the sudden collapse. Those faces of those shown earlier, bravely marching to save others, now forever lost, their images burned into my brain.

    The shock of those walking, not speaking, out of Manhatten, covered in greyish tan ash…

    Today, I am happy to give up a few civil liberties to maintain a fight for a greater cause.

    I complain less about basically everything, as really, nothing is ever as important as we imagine it.

    The duty as I see it is to preserve and protect our individual AND national freedoms and liberties. The costs in time, money, and contributions, at any level or scale, to move forward and fight this battle, pales in comparison to what we will lose if the other side succeeds.

    Evil, at any level, must be dealt with proactively, swiftly, and severely.

    And those who put their lives on the line for that cause have my full support, admiration, and indebtedness.

  • I was attending NAIT during that time. Oddly, I slept in that morning and arrived late to school.. say around 11:00 or noon ish. When I got there, everyone was asking me what it was like to see “it” all live. I had no idea what they were talking about. Not my best of stories.. 😉

  • Jordan McNugent-Hallkins

    The courage shown by the FDNY firefighters when they ran into those buildings literally gives me chills. It still does, actually. I try to put myself in their shoes that day: blindly rushing into a flaming skyscraper with no thought to your own safety, just to try to save as many strangers as you can. I’ve got goosebumps as I type this, jeez.

    Those firefighters and paramedics deserve full health coverage for free, including any treatment needed whether it’s related to 9/11 or not. I remember seeing a clip where hundreds of firefighters and paramedics were streaming towards the rubble a few days later, still searching for survivors, and in the crowd that gathered to cheer them, one woman was holding a sign that simply said “You are our heroes.” That resonated with me, and I’ll remember it until the day I die.

    • Jordan McNugent-Hallkins

      “Those firefighters and paramedics deserve full health coverage for free, including any treatment needed whether it’s related to 9/11 or not”

      Interesting, I was watching CBC today and the anchor interviewed one of 4 Brampton Ontario firefighters who went down late on the day of Sept. 11 and helped at the pile…….those 4 are getting “free health care”….

      Many firefighters would have been saved (would have turned around and got out) as I understand their radios were dysfunctional.

  • Wax Man Riley

    And yes, speaking up and speaking out is doing something. I may never be Prime Minister, but I can make my opinios heard when and where I want, and maybe, just maybe, I can get someone to speak up as well.

    I view it as if someone beside me has just made a racist comment, and instead of letting it slide I speak up.

    Just yesterday I was asked how many coloured people live in this building. I told them it didn’t matter. That should have no bearing on their decision of whether to buy here. I lost a sale and made an awkward moment, but I can’t just sit there when someone is looking at me to validate their prejudices.

    Just as I can’t sit there and not talk about what is going on because I may be labeled anti-American, or anti-Patriotic. Don’t be so quick to buy in.