Journaling:
On the morning of September 11th, I worked overnight at my security job. I had planned to go home, get in a quick nap and then go to class. Barely into my nap, I got a phone call from my dad. The first thing he said was,"Have you gotten a call yet?". I told him I had no idea what he was talking about and he responded by telling me to turn on the TV. As soon as I did and saw the horror that was happening in New York City and Washington DC, I got up and started getting my things together. Shortly after, I got the recall message and headed up to the Air Guard base. We started our shift somewhere around noon. I spent that day standing on the Main Ramp guarding our F-16s that had been placed on alert ready to take to the air if needed. At the time, we had a detachment unit that was stationed at Langley Air Force Base in Hampton Virginia. It was the closest unit to Washington DC with fighter planes. They were the ones scrambled to protect the air space over our nation's capital, the ones ordered to shoot down civilian aircraft. I cannot imagine what they were feeling at the time. I spent the next few weeks working 12 hour days on the base. We were operating in ThreatCon Delta which meant no civilian vehicles on base, this meant our days often lasted 14 hours. Our first day off happened a few weeks in. Due to being on the base for all of my waking hours, I felt very removed from what was happening. We had no TV or radio, so it was impossible to know anything more than what we were told. It was a strange feeling, we knew what was happening and that we were there because of this, but we did not see it. When we finally had the chance, we watched all the videos from that day. Even now, nine years later, it is so hard to see. So many lives lost, so many lives forever changed, our military still affected. One day that forever changed our nation. Journaled Sept. 10th.
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