The day before, I had left Birmingham airport on a American Airways flight to Portland Oregon. Waiting for a connecting flight out of Chicago airport I watched a child's bicycle being loaded onto a plane and remember having a strange morbid thought about terrorists and that anything could be placed on board and no one would know.
My connecting flight landed in the early hours and there there was no one to meet me, which I thought was odd. I made my way from the airport and checked into my hotel. I had just got into the room and the phone rang, it was my wife. She said she was worried and had left work early and had I heard? I asked what she was talking about and she said to turn on the TV. I did and couldn't believe what I was seeing as news reports showed a plane plowing into a tower block. There was a -3 hour time difference between Portland and NY, +8 hours between the UK, I was tired, shocked and confused and couldnt tell if it was real or not. Later that morning I checked into the office and there was no one there. Eventually people filtered in and I caused a bit of a stir. There had been a lot of confusion and they were unsure if I had been caught up in the incident and so hadn't arranged for a airport pickup. There was a strange, quiet, solemn atmosphere, everyone was in small huddles talking about it.
In the next few days concrete barriers were erected around Portland City Hall, just across the street from where we we were using office accommodation that Portland Water Bureau were renting from the Bank of America. The Portland City World Trade Centre was only a few blocks away too, which only made us feel more vulnerable. Security was now on high alert and many of the major bridges across the Willamette River were regularly patrolled by military jets. Everyone was in shock and we all felt helpless. Fund raising seemed the only thing anyone could do at the time.The bank on the floor below had opened a fund and I donated some euro currency left over from a recent holiday and my work colleague, Sumner, who was from NY City donated a month's bonus.
There were regular evening calls from our UK office to check on our welfare but it just seemed a bit OTT considering what others had suffered. We were asked if we wanted to return home but, given all the rumours and confusion, it seemed better to stay put. My wife and son were scheduled to come out and stay with me some weeks later in the October half term holiday and we had long talks about whether their plans should be cancelled. In the meantime American Airlines had suspended all future flights from Birmingham. My family did come out as planned but via a AA flight from Glasgow. By then all the stringent security checks were in place and have remained since. Every time we take a holiday and pass through airport security I think of that day and those poor unfortunate people.
I can never forget!