At the time of Sept. 11, 2001, I was a news editor at The Philadelphia Inquirer, in charge of organizing and laying out the “A” or front section of the paper except the front page. It required the news judgment,… Read More ›
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Amy Moritz
I was a young sports reporter at The Buffalo News at the time, six years into my newspaper career. That week, I was visiting friends in the greater Washington, D.C. area. I had slept in and my friend greeted me… Read More ›
Donald Gilliland
September 11, 2001, was a Tuesday – production day at the rural weekly I edited at the time. I had been in the office until around 2 a.m. the night before laying out inside pages, so I didn’t arrive at… Read More ›
Lisa Robert Lewis
TERRORISM! As I watched TODAY that morning, a plane came into view on my TV screen, racing toward the World Trade Center. I didn’t have time to articulate that word before that second jet hit the tower. Shock. Sadness. Uncertainty…. Read More ›
Zack Fink
On the morning of Sept. 11, I was scheduled to fly with New Jersey’s Air National Guard on the final flight of their UH-1N Huey helicopter, which was being permanently retired. At the time, I was a Reporter for New… Read More ›
Eric J. Greenberg
On the morning of Sept. 11, 2001, I was still sleeping at 8:46 a.m. I had worked late at my newspaper the night before, the New York Jewish Week, the largest in the country, whose offices were located in Times… Read More ›
Louis Jacobson
In Washington, D.C., Sept. 11, 2001, began as a gorgeous day — bright and sunny. My wife, a lawyer, had flown out earlier that morning from D.C. to Detroit for a client meeting. I had the TV on when the… Read More ›
Herb Jackson
I was Statehouse bureau chief for The Record in Hackensack, New Jersey, and remember driving down Route 1 to my office in Trenton listening to CBS Radio reporting that the first plane, and then the second one, had hit the towers. I had… Read More ›
Marie DeNoia Aronsohn
I was living at the Jersey Shore, commuting to Trenton by way of Seaside Park where I would drop off my two children at school before my 50-mile drive. It was a break-your-heart blue sky day. As I took a… Read More ›
Kate Welshofer
There are three things I remember most about covering the events of September 11, 2001: a rude awakening, the deafening quiet, and getting into a fight. I was five years into my journalism career in September of 2001, just a… Read More ›
