I was a young beginner software engineer, and was out of town when it happened, at a bootcamp for MCSE studying. We had nothing to do but keep going with our studies - we couldn’t fly home since air traffic was all halted - so we just put our heads down and tried to focus on the task at hand.

I have never in my entire life been so glad to be home as I was at the end of that week, though. Homesickness for Eugene was roughly 1000% higher than at any time before or since.

  • ozebb@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    10 months ago

    High school. I remember watching the news while eating breakfast and feeling the shift from “wow it’s crazy that a plane hit a building” to “oh shit” as more reports came in.

    I lived in rural Nebraska at the time and it all felt very far away. None of my teachers interrupted class with it as I recall (I know quite a few people had that experience).

  • 👍Maximum Derek👍@discuss.tchncs.deEnglish
    2·
    10 months ago

    I was in undergrad in Corvallis. I slept with the radio on in those days so I woke up to the news about the first plane while there was still hope it was an accident.