Where were you on #Sept11?
8 years ago today, I was in California at the International Tandem User Group. Compaq had bought Tandem and DEC, and HP had bought Compaq, so this was now HP’s show – bigger, but a lot less fun than the old ITUGs. The stock market had begun tanking a year before, and the department that I ran was processing massive numbers of executions per day as people were selling at a frantic rate. Volume was through the roof. I was in the process of rearchitecting one of my main systems to allow for multiple instantiations, which worked well when implemented. And I was at the trade show to talk to vendors about hiring more consultants, or at least to maintain contact with the vendors I short-listed.
When the planes hit the towers and the Pentagon, every consulting house left for home immediately. They all felt – probably correctly – that they would need to be at their desks in order to provide crisis support via more consultants. Perhaps more strikes would come – nobody knew. Since all flights were canceled, trains were at capacity; people were hiring cabs to take them from California halfway across country. And I was stuck on the West coast. There was nothing I could do back at work; I called my 2IC several times a day to make sure things were running as smoothly as possible. The trade show was canceled. I managed to get my room extended, and sat out there and watched the carnage on TV. It doesn’t feel good to sit in luxury and watch helplessly while a place you’re intimately familiar with – I used to work in downtown NY on John Street and Water Street for some years – is being crushed.
It took nearly a week before I could get on a plane and come home.
My company had spent an enormous sum of money to protect their primary building. It had already been developed with disaster in mind – earthquake-resistant architecture, power feeds from different substations, multiple generators, and so on. Now we were going into a huddle about how to maintain the systems under threat of attack. Who would be evacuated from the building; who would be brought in to run the systems? The operators were in this building; developers in a different building. We went around the table; each department head said, “I’ll have so-and-so come over – he knows most about the systems we run.” I was getting more and more bothered. We had a disaster site 300 miles away – why wouldn’t we switch there immediately? This was obviously just an academic issue. But I felt intense pressure to go along with the crowd. These were VPs and SVPs – I was just a director then. I didn’t want to look like I wasn’t a company man. But I also felt that, as department head, I needed to be thinking about ‘my’ people. So when it came to my turn, I said, “All our systems are accessible to the programmers in the other building – we designed it that way.” (Which was true.) “My developers will stay in their seats and run things there – I’m not sending any of my people into harm’s way.”
I never caught any flack from that call, though I was sure I would.
Where were you? – Tell me in the comments.
Thanks for sharing that story, Steve. I remember I was in a class in seminary in Minnesota when the towers were hit, and it just so happened that just as we heard the news, we lost power in our building. We found out later on that a delivery truck had backed into a telephone pole and killed the power, but at the moment it added to the feeling of not knowing what might happen next. We had a prayer gathering in the chapel, in the dark, and then we went home to watch the new coverage.
Ryan
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Sounds like you trusted in the Lord, did the right thing, and successfully resisted the pressure of “the fear of man leading to a snare” in your response, Steve! (Proverbs 29:25)
On 9/11/01, I was at work in Winsted, CT. One of my co-workers announced that a relative had just called her to say that a plane had just crashed into one of the Twin Towers. I started praying for the situation and kept working. Then she got another call announcing the second plane had hit the second tower. At that instant, I knew this was a planned terrorist attack and not just an accident. I started praying in tongues under my breath, and continued throughout the day, because that way the Holy Spirit could pray the right prayers through me…
There was a TV in our president’ s office, used for watching product demo videos, etc. One of us went in and turned it on (it’s a tiny company and very informal, and this was obviously no ordinary event…), and we started watching in horror as the towers started collapsing, and later as the announcements came of more planes in danger.
Ironically, Mike, our president was in Florida that day, entertaining the president/owner of our biggest vendor and another of his executives, (both visiting from Italy) at Disney World, after a foodservice industry trade show had finished in Florida. Four of our top executives were at the trade show. Mike called the office and asked to speak to me, saying he was hearing some awful rumors spreading around Disney World about the Twin Towers, and he wanted an accurate idea of what was happening. He was especially concerned because the Italian vendor president’s wife & daughter were sightseeing and shopping in New York that day. I told him what I knew, and he called back periodically to get updates. Like many other folks, our folks at the trade show were stuck in Florida for days, and eventually rented a car into which they all crammed, and drove the long journey back to Northwest Connecticut. Thankfully, the Italian fellow’s wife and daughter were unharmed… but what a tragic introduction they had to the USA!!!