11 September 2001 ... ... we were just handling our routine chores at the station. My wife called and said, "Turn on the TV. Now." Started viewing just minutes before the 2nd plane hit.
We spent the rest of the shift watching. Stunned. We didn't have any emergency calls that day, maybe because everyone else was glued to the TV, just like we were.
On the collapse of the first tower, there were tears shed by tough guys who normally don't show a lot of emotion. We knew (and knew before the collapse) that a lot of good people wouldn't be going back to their families and loved ones that day.
We didn't have any visitors on the 11th. But the next day, and for about 6 weeks following, a lot of people stopped by. Thanked us for our service. Shook our hands. Said they appreciated us. Brought cookies and pies and stuff. Talked about the loss suffered by FDNY ... 343 ... ... ... and those that didn't stop by, well, a lot of horns were blown and a lot of folks waved ... ...
That lasted about 6 weeks. Now, it's never mentioned by the public. No one stops by, offers any comments, etc., anymore. 6.8, you are so right about people forgetting. But WE don't forget. Never will. This day, 11 September, SHOULD live in infamy, along with 7 December, for as long as we exist, because of the cowardly acts perpetrated on innocents ... and for the heroic efforts of those who worked to SAVE lives.
Sorry about the soap box. This is close to my heart, and I appreciate the thread, and the comments that have been made. I have a daily reminder at my desk, with patches from the uniforms of NYPD, the FDNY, and the Port Authority so that I will not, can not, ever forget.