The View From Shanksville: Remembering September 11, 2001

August 11th, 2009  |  Published in BLOG  |  1 Comment  |  Email this

I thought I would take a minute to post (a bit off topic) a short photo essay documenting a recent side trip to Shanksville, just outside of Somerset, PA. This is also the site of the United Airlines Flight 93 crash of September 11, 2001, and where there is currently a “temporary” memorial while preparations are made after the recently-decided design competition for the permanent one.

Few things are as vivid in my memory as that day. I was huddled around a production area island exacto-cutting out comps for a meeting at PPG Industries, here in Pittsburgh. I remember being very confused. And the phone ringing…a lot. Our client called to cancel the meeting, announcing that her building – One PPG Place – was being evacuated. What were you doing?

I’ll let the pictures do the talking.


  1. Hana says:

    August 11th, 2009at 7:49 pm(#)

    Bill and I went to Shanksville a few years back. I remember chatting in the car until we turned the corner on the approach to the site. Instantly I was silenced, overwhelmed with the impact of the day once again. Transported to my bedroom, eyes glued to the television, phone to my ear…trying to make sense, fighting off fear, wanting my family close by.

    I knew firsthand what it was like to be an early widow. I understood some of what those left behind were experiencing. I grieved with them. September 10, 1989 was the day my nightmare journey into widowhood began. Twelve years and one day later, my own pain was multiplied by thousands. Thousands. Unimaginable. Inconceivable. Grief and pain. Confusion and fear.

    The emotions came stampeding toward me as I took in the sights around me at Shanksville. I could not speak. I could barely breathe. All I could do was pray.

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