Mr. Winschel: “So, the attacks on 9/11 were in the morning in 2001. At that time, I was teaching half time just in the afternoons at Marshall Middle school, so when the attacks occurred, I wasn’t even aware because I don’t watch tv, and that was the media through getting information like that. So, I found out about it when I was driving on my way late morning at Marshall Middle School, and on Interstate 79, I was listening to “Talk” radio and heard about these attacks. At that point, I didn’t think too many people were listening to talk radio. I thought maybe I was the only one who knew this was going on. Little did I know that everyone in the country was riveted by this whole affair. And so, I go up to Marshall Middle school, and the school was trying to figure out the policy on how they would handle this. As I recall, I was to not address it and they didn’t want to worry the kids because a lot of the kids had parents working in the airlines and were having to travel, and they didn’t want the kids to think one of their parents might have gotten hurt or had casualties from these attacks. And so, it was strange, with this massive, MASSIVE piece of information and not being able to even speak of it and so, we went through the day that way. Again, at that point, not everything was on the computer so it was more like a TV or radio you got your information from, so I didn’t get the full impact until I got home that evening. And it was my birthday, so we had celebrated it and, I turned 28 that day and had a little birthday party on the back deck.”
Ms. Dixon • Sep 12, 2019 at 1:57 pm
9/11/2001 I was sitting in my 5th-period Choir class, second row back, second seat in. I lived in New Jersey and we were only about half an hour outside of New York City. They came over the announcements and told us that they believed we were mature enough to know what was going on and asked all of our teachers to turn on the TVs so we could watch the news. They also told us that counselors were standing by if anyone needed. I distinctly recall thinking “I wonder why anyone would need a counselor.” My immediate next thought was of my dad, who was on an airplane flying that day. I will lead with he was not on any of those planes, he landed safely in Mexico as scheduled for his business trip. However, at that time, we had no idea. I called my mom and she came to school to pick me up. When we got home we sat in front of the Tv by the phone for the remainder of the day. Cell phones at that time were flip phone and only semi-reliable and because of where we lived many of the phone towers were down for emergency communication only. We could not reach anyone, my grandparents, who actually lived closer to the city and could actually see the smoke from their house, could call us but we could not make any outgoing phone calls. Longest, scariest 5 hours of my life later, we were able to contact my dad to know he was safe. Getting him home from Mexico became the next challenge because America closed all the borders. My dad had to take a plane, a bus, a black Suburban with bodyguards, to then walk across the Mexican/American border, a second Suburban, two different planes and a rental car before he finally got home to us. Not long after the attacks, we were visiting my grandparents and my Grandmom took my little brother and I on a hike. We hiked to the top of a mountain and looked out over the skyline of New York, where we could still see smoke rising from where the towers had stood. September 11, 2001, will be forever engrained in my memory, every 9/11 since my dad and I make it a point to talk almost all day long. I am so very grateful my dad is okay and our family was only indirectly affected but for many people in my community they had friends and relatives who worked in the towers or in New York City who never came home.
Helen Ye • Sep 11, 2019 at 4:43 pm
Happy birthday, Mr. Winschel! #NeverForget