It’s been two decades, and we haven’t forgotten. For the 20th anniversary of 9/11, the Richmond Times-Dispatch presents this collection of stories, including many from our readers.
The explosion jolted Chris Quimby at his desk on the 87th floor of World Trade Center’s South Tower.
As American Airlines Flight 77 hurtled toward the Pentagon at 530 miles per hour, the Boeing 757 passed over Arlington National Cemetery and t…
For a 7-year-old, it was a typical weekday morning in the Lalama household in Nutley, a New Jersey township about 15 miles west of Manhattan. It wasn’t long before that Tuesday morning took a decidedly unusual turn when her nextdoor neighbor showed up at school to pick her up.
The attacks sparked two wars, one of which became the longest in U.S. history ending just last month as the last troops left Afghanistan, and inspired a generation of young men, and for the first time, women to fight on the front lines.
For almost three years, Rodney Hodges used a pitchfork to sift through debris for proof of the lives lost in an attack that brought down the twin towers in lower Manhattan, killing 2,753 people, on Sept. 11, 2001.
When Humayun Khan was growing up, his father would often take the family to the Jefferson Memorial, telling him to read the words etched on th…
Twenty years ago on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001, I was getting ready to work at a cologne kiosk at the Virginia Center Commons mall. My mom called and said to turn the TV on. My dad told me not to go work. And if I did, to not say my name. I went to work and was fine.
Mark Guarino, a chiropractor from Glen Allen, remembers heading up to New York for a family funeral and a chiropractic seminar a few weeks aft…
Most of us are too young to remember Pearl Harbor, or even President Kennedy’s assassination, horrors that stunned the globe and resonate fore…
The deadly terrorist attacks on Northern Virginia, New York City and rural Pennsylvania on Sept. 11, 2001, blacked out that year’s Virginia gubernatorial campaign. For two weeks, Democrat Mark Warner and Republican Mark Earley were neither seen nor heard.
It was Sept. 10, 2001 and we were registered in the El Tovar Hotel at the Grand Canyon. I had just completed a walk across that huge chasm. Spirits were high in recognition of this feat of a then-65-year-old.
I was icing my knee after surgery on Sept. 10, when the pictures on my TV grabbed my attention. As I watched, I saw that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon. In addition to being the pastor of a church in Arlington, I volunteered as a chaplain for the Arlington County Police Department.
On Tuesday, Sept. 11, 2001, I was standing at the sink of my art classroom in Chesterfield County, preparing for a day of classes with my beloved students. I had been teaching for 14 years, and my son was there at our school as a second-grader.
The morning of 9/11 we started work in the yard of an elderly couple who lived in a condo in Richmond’s West End. Suddenly the woman came to the door and yelled, “Come quickly.”
I call them “where-were-you days.” Where were you when President Kennedy was assassinated? Where were you when the Challenger exploded? Where were you at 9:45 a.m. on Sept. 11, 2001? Each holds a certain significance, but none more indelibly etched in my mind than 9/11.
EDITOR’S NOTE: It’s been 20 years, and we haven’t forgotten. For the 20th anniversary of 9/11, the Richmond Times-Dispatch asked readers to sh…