Article originally published in the American City Business Journals on September 11, 2017
Editor’s note: Today marks the 16th anniversary of 9/11, the day of the worst terrorist attack on our country. Each year, Stan Silverman writes about his reflections of that day, through the lens of another year that has passed.
Two hijacked aircraft flown by terrorists destroyed both World Trade Center towers. A third aircraft caused significant damage to the Pentagon. A fourth aircraft was brought down by courageous passengers in a field in central Pennsylvania before it could reach its target, possibly the Capitol building.
No one can ever forget where they were at 8:46 a.m. ET on Sept. 11, 2001. As then CEO of PQ Corporation, I reflect on how that day impacted me and my employees. I was at the Greenbrier Hotel in White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia, attending a board meeting of the American Chemistry Council. After a staffer entered the meeting and handed a note to the chairman, his face turned white as he announced that a plane had hit the North Tower of the World Trade Center.
We all gathered around a TV just outside the meeting room and watched with horror as a second plane hit the South Tower. It was then immediately evident that the United States was under attack.
My first thought was for the safety of our employees and those traveling away from home. Our company operated in 19 countries, and it was not uncommon for many of our employees to be traveling within their respective countries and between countries around the world.
I called my executive assistant and asked that she find out if any of our employees were on those four flights or were visitors to the World Trade Center towers or the Pentagon that day. I also asked for a list of employees who were on trips to or from the United States, as well as employees on flights scheduled to pass over the continental U.S. I knew that it would be days before these employees could reach their business destinations or home.
I wanted to return to corporate headquarters as soon as possible. Since all flights were grounded, my wife and I drove our rental car seven hours to Valley Forge. We stopped twice – once for gas and once to get something to eat.
The genuine concern and connection offered by the people who reached out to us at both stops was nothing like we have ever experienced. They wanted to know where we had started our trip and where we were heading. They provided advice on the route we should take, and long-haul truckers made recommendations on the best places to eat along the way.
I thought of this as a small slice of America at its best – strangers helping others. I was reminded of this during Hurricane Harvey two weeks ago. Hundreds of citizen volunteers acted as first responders, knowing they could make a difference in life and death situations, demonstrated leadership, exercised initiative, and used their small boats to rescue thousands of people from rising flood waters in Houston and along the Gulf Coast of Texas.
The same will occur this week in the wake of the devastation of Hurricane Irma. People helping other people in need: It’s one of our country’s best cultural norms.
When I arrived home the night of 9/11, I learned that all PQ employees were safe. I received a report indicating the location of those employees in travel mode. Our travel department had already arranged hotel rooms for those who could not arrive at their destination.
Rental cars were reserved for those who could drive home. Two of our plant operations managers drove from Los Angeles to Chicago, where one lived, and the other continued on to Philadelphia. The administrative assistant of our purchasing manager was on her honeymoon in Europe. Our travel department was able to get her and her husband on a flight back to the U.S. a few days later.
What do I recall as the “best personal experience” of the horrible tragedy of 9/11 and the days that followed? It’s that we all pulled together as a nation and we had genuine concern for each other.
I recall the brave first responders in New York and Washington D.C. – fire fighters and police who saved countless lives at their own peril. I recall those first responders who made the ultimate sacrifice and did not return home to their families. I recall those brave passengers who resisted the hijackers over a field in Pennsylvania and prevented an additional catastrophe.
I recall not having the American flag that I had proudly flown off the stern of my sailboat for 14 years, regretting not keeping it when I sold that boat in August 2001. Flying a new store-bought flag at my home a month later was not the same to me.
I recall the generosity of PQ employees who contributed funds to help the victims’ families. I recall attending the hockey season’s opening game of the Philadelphia Flyers in October, where there was not a dry eye in the house when our national anthem was sung.
I recall visiting the site of the World Trade Center a month after 9/11 to pay my respects, walking on hallowed ground with thousands of other visitors.
I will never forget. None of us will ever forget.
Stan Silverman is founder and CEO of Silverman Leadership. He is a speaker, advisor and nationally syndicated writer on leadership, entrepreneurship and corporate governance. Silverman earned a Bachelor of Science degree in chemical engineering and an MBA degree from Drexel University. He is also an alumnus of the Advanced Management Program at the Harvard Business School. He can be reached at Stan@SilvermanLeadership.com.
Beautifully said Stan.
I remember that day as though it was yesterday. Bill Kacin, Gary Morgan, and I were all going to fly to Memphis that morning on separate flights. Prior to leaving my house that morning I turned to Debbie and said kiddingly as I always did when I would be traveling, “Remember it’s two times my insurance if anything happens.”
Bill, Gary and I met at Met-Pro and shortly after
I arrived Debbie called me, which she very rarely did. She said that a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers and that she didn’t want me to fly that day. We then turned on the TV in Strobic’s conference room and watched as the second plane crashed into the other tower.
I had the earlier flight and we decided that I would go to the airport. On my way the Pentagon was hit and then all airports were shutdown.
I grew up in Kearny, NJ and spent a lot of time in the Twin Towers. From my childhood home we could easily see the towers. When they were destroyed it was like a part of my childhood had been erased.
A lot of my friends who were policemen and firemen worked at the site searching for survivors and bodies/body parts. The stories they told about the things they found were horrible. We, as Americans, should never forget what happened that day! Unfortunately, many have.
Although I will never forget that horrible day, I remember it for another reason, my father’s birthday. How, ironic that a man who loved his country, fought for his country, and even has a VFW hall named after him, would have his birthday remembered as the day the most horrible terrorist attack on the U.S. occurred.
Again, well said.
THank you for your moving description of your experiences on 9/11. (Just saw your comment). Can you share who you are?