I say yes, you say no, OR People are Strange

Anne - I don't get it either.  Canada is such a beautiful country - absolutely breathtaking.

I have spent months in Switzerland in the Bernese Oberland and Canada IMHO is the only place that has such great beauty in comparison.

I need to update my passport because DH wants to take a trip there and I would love to go.  I have a step-uncle that lives in Victoria (near Vancouver).

It's always seemed to me that Canada should be our closest ally. That the US should do our best to neighbor well with "you folks."  We can have different systems and methods of governance today, but historically we are about the closest "cousins" a country could have.  Although we had our differences some 235 years ago, that's been pretty much resolved don'cha think? 

By the way, condolences on the loss of Canadians on 9/11; and thank you so much for your hospitality to the many travelers and others who were stranded in Canada during that time.

Thank you, Canadian friend, for returning a jingoistic post passed off as a joke with a post of solidadirty. My heart goes out to the people of so many nationalities who died on that day. I suppose each person gives what they have to offer. 

I was watching it unfold on television when I lived in Southern California.  My ex had just started working for a new law firm near Los Angeles and I was so frightened there would be attacks in L.A. as well.

I'll never forget watching the airplane hit the second tower.  It was a warm September morning with clear blue skies.

Bren

I was at work and wandered down to the big, open area where the secretaries were; everyone was talking, and I heard the news that a plane had hit the WTC.  The first reports were just coming in, and they were pretty confused: the initial reports I heard described it as a small aircraft.  It took a while for us to realize the full magnitude of what was going on, and then to really grasp it.

I know I was in my office listening to the radio when the first tower fell.  Can't remember what network I had on, but I do remember the horror and astonishment in the anchor's voice.  

I guess what I remember most from that morning - and what a beautiful crisp, sunny morning it was, in Detroit as in NYC - was the fear and confusion.  Not knowing how many planes were involved, or what other attacks might be launched - there were news reports that turned out to be false of a car bomb exploding outside the state department.  

Can't even remember if I worked the full day or not. (Not that anyone was really working.)  I probably left a little early to pick up my daughter from her elementary school, then went home and watched TV obsessively.

L 

I was at school when one of the teachers got a call from her fire fighter husband telling her what was happening. We listened while the second plane flew into the building with tears flowing for the loss of life. I'm sure the children with us that day still remember how we reacted.

ABC Nightline interviewed the captain of a plane returning from Germany that day.  Midway over the Atlantic, she learned that airspace in the U.S. was closed and she would have to reroute to Gander Nfld.  She talked about all that was going through her mind, but most of all how she would announce it to her passengers (almost 200).  Anyhow, she joined several other planes in landing at Gander (a town of about 6,000).  She said taxiing and parking the plane was a bit of a hassle, cuz there were so many of them.  And more passengers than there were citizens of the town were cared for, fed, housed, med supplies given free, for a few days until the skies "re-opened".  And then she mentioned that one of her closest friends was the pilot of one of the planes that flew into the WTC.

In the midst of remembering 9/11, I want to wish Lassie a very happy birthday!

hugs buddy,

Bren

I was in Canada that day-even though I live in the US. My mom and I were visiting Victoria. We got up, had breakfast, visited some shops, never saw a TV. We were in a little shop around noon, and someone said to us, "Terrible what's happening in NY today." We had no idea what they were talking about. 

I didn't have a cell phone back then and I remember frantically trying to find an international pay phone to call my husband back home. 

There was some worry that we would not be able to get back to Seattle that night because of border security issues, but we got back home only about 3 hours later than planned. We, and our luggage, were thoroughly searched, and of course back then, you didn't need a passport to enter the US from Canada. Fortunately, we had our drivers' licenses.

Mary 

It all makes one thankful that life is still here and that those of us who remain can still celebrate it, even if we are ill or unhappy. And that love is invincible.

I was at work and someone came in and said the first tower had been hit and then we watched the news and heard about the Pentagon and Pennsylvania. How that day has changed us and our entire country.

I admire and respect every Canadian I know and have no eartly idea why a mooning statue would be seen as a joke. Thank you for our Canadian friends for your patience with those of us who live in the US. Sometimes I feel like Canada is our cousin, the one with more couth.

Happy birthday, Lassie!