BikerBabe
Senior Master Sergeant
I remember 9/11 2001 all too well, as millions of people all over the world do every year.
My ex-boyfriend and I had to go shopping at a warehouse not far from Copenhagen, and when we got up into their tv/pc/radio department, we couldn't help but see what was on the news.
The warehouse had all sorts of tv models on display on one wall in their tv-department, and all tvs were turned on to CNN, they were showing the breaking news of the horrible terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center.
We did our shopping and went home, and the first thing I did was to turn on the tv. I sat and watched all day, I just couldn't get to grips with what was going on, it was too big, too violent, too much.
I called my best female friend to talk, and together we went to the American Embassy in Copenhagen to light a candle each and to lay some flowers to show our sympathy with the american people, the victims and their families.
What impressed me most was that there were several hundred people - danes and americans, pakistani, turks, people from all over the world who lived in Denmark, and they were quiet. Very, very quiet.
I've never heard so many people be so quiet.
They had brought letters, notes of sympathy and grief, flowers, candles, little tea light holders with candles in them, which they lit and put in fromt of the embassy in Copenhagen, and as the days went, the numbers of flowers and candles grew.
But I will never forget the silence that night, and the feeling of sympathy, sorrow and support for the american people there, and those who died, from all those many hundreds - maybe thousands - of people in front of the embassy.
And I'll never forget 9/11.
My ex-boyfriend and I had to go shopping at a warehouse not far from Copenhagen, and when we got up into their tv/pc/radio department, we couldn't help but see what was on the news.
The warehouse had all sorts of tv models on display on one wall in their tv-department, and all tvs were turned on to CNN, they were showing the breaking news of the horrible terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center.
We did our shopping and went home, and the first thing I did was to turn on the tv. I sat and watched all day, I just couldn't get to grips with what was going on, it was too big, too violent, too much.
I called my best female friend to talk, and together we went to the American Embassy in Copenhagen to light a candle each and to lay some flowers to show our sympathy with the american people, the victims and their families.
What impressed me most was that there were several hundred people - danes and americans, pakistani, turks, people from all over the world who lived in Denmark, and they were quiet. Very, very quiet.
I've never heard so many people be so quiet.
They had brought letters, notes of sympathy and grief, flowers, candles, little tea light holders with candles in them, which they lit and put in fromt of the embassy in Copenhagen, and as the days went, the numbers of flowers and candles grew.
But I will never forget the silence that night, and the feeling of sympathy, sorrow and support for the american people there, and those who died, from all those many hundreds - maybe thousands - of people in front of the embassy.
And I'll never forget 9/11.