Lika’s Log

I think most of us will remember where we were on September 11, 2001; how did we learn about the tragedy, how we were glued to the TV, what we did that day and how we wondered about life……………….

On 9/11/01 I woke up, did the morning routine including turn on the TV. The news was on and they were showing live pictures of a high rise burning. I sat on the bed and watched as a plane hit the other building……. OMG, this is live, happening now; no its a movie maybe…….. the chaos went on and on …….. it was hard to comprehend that it was really happening live now, as I watched……

I went to work. It was on the radio. Confirming what I just had seen on TV. My job that week was a Kelly Temp position in the Personnel Dept of the Carson Tahoe Hospital. Some one brought the training tv into the main section of the office and we continued to watch as a group, speechless with our coffee or tea.

Different people started telling different stories. The Pentagon was hit…. There was another plane heading toward the White House…….. We were under attack……

There’s only so much I could watch. I went in the other office and did stuff. My job was to do employee verifications. Call all these employers all over the country to verify that people we hired indeed worked for them.

I would do a call then go out watch TV, do a call then go watch TV. Most people were just glued to the TV. I can’t do that, thats information overload like brainwashing, I get nuts I cry too much. There was more and more info on the Pentagon. I finally snapped; my sister works in the Washington DC area but she lives in Maryland.

I go back to da phone and I call her work phone. I have never ever called her at work. She answered the phone! “BJ you ok?” She starts scolding me, “yeah I’m ok, why wouldn’t I be OK. How did you get thru?!” I was like, “I dialed the number & you answered.” She continues to scold me, “I’m fine, call da ohana lett’um know I’m ok. We are on lockdown. All hospitals within 15 mile radius of the Pentagon is on lockdown. We don’t know how many casualties but I have to sleep here tonight, don’t worry about me. How did you get thru, I never answer this phone. I gotta go bye love you!” I’m like “Ok bye, love you.”

I call my sistas in Kona & Pearl City. Ooops, was 5 AM. They are totally disoriented, since they don’t even know what happened in New York or Washington DC yet. Anyway I toldem turn on CNN and they will understand what all the commotion is about. Told them I talked to BJ and everythings ok. They were like “ok woteva, what are you talking about.” I tellem neva mind go back sleep call me in da evening.

The day progressed with nothing getting done at work. We just collectively stared at the TV and listened to the all of the reports. The many distressing stories of death and survival.

I think in this day and age of modern media we are even more connected to the agony that unfolds before our eyes.

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FYI ~ Rememba da story about da Local guy, Issac Hoopii who was/is a Pentagon cop and he had a canine partner ~ Vito. It was a big story, he saved one of the guys in da Pentagon cause he kept telling da guys “come towards my voice”. You guys rememba dat story? Anyway I send Issac jokes la dat. But his police dog partner Vito ~ died last year. Sad yeah.

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http://members.dandy.net/~lulu//mem2004-36.html

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