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Here is a link that might be useful: OKC bombing

I remember it well, because a good friend of ours and her search dog were part of the teams who looked for survivors. Her story is quite remarkable.

Here is a link that might be useful: Topper's Story, by Pat Grant DVM

I was at work about a mile away. I was on the phone with another person on campus. I said it felt like a file cabinet just fell over, there was a jolt. She said no we felt it too. My neighbor, 7 miles away said it rattled the windows.

At first they reported a gas explosion. We could see and smell the smoke, hear the sirens. I work at a clinic and we got a disaster code black. All the doctors went to the nearest hospital.

The building I work in now was Children's Hospital. The floor we're on was where they brought the children. People started signing a wall which was preserved during the remodel.

It turned cold that week. The rescuers needed jackets and socks. Whatever they needed was quickly provided.

I was at work. Someone came running out of the breakroom screaming (We had TV in there). Everyone rushed in to see what had happened. Americans attacking Americans. Never had I seen such an awful thing, but I changed my mind Sept 11.

I'm sure I was at work. We owned a small motel and I was cleaning rooms, with the room TV on. The whole thing was such a needless, tragedy, driven by hate. I truly believe McVie (sp?) was caught because God intervened. He could have gotten away, and it really was a fluke that he was caught. A fluke and stupidity. Another thing I have wondered about all these years,there were drawn pictures of three guys who rented the truck, one was McVie, another was Nichols and I couldn't believe how much the third looked like Nichols teen age son, but nothing was ever done about it. How so terribly sad that the first section to get the brunt of the blast was a day care. May Mc Vie rest in eternal termoil in Hell.

I was at work and my mom called me. She watched TV all day and always called when something newsworthy happened. That was such a very sad event because all those children and babies died. I remember a coworker saying "Can you imagine dropping your kids off at daycare and going to work and then the daycare getting bombed?" My son was at Fort Sill in basic training. He said the drill instructors asked if anyone had family members working in the Murrah Building and no one did. Nothing else was mentioned to them. A month later I flew to Lawton, OK for DS's graduation from basic training and then he and I drove to OK City and toured the Cowboy Hall of Fame, Botanical Gardens, etc. and saw the place where the Murrah Building had been. I have been back there once to see the National Memorial but could not bring myself to go to the museum.

Husband and I were at home in Norman, Oklahoma. We lived way out by Lake Thunderbird and actually heard the explosion but had no idea what it was. Right then our Ozarka water delivery man rang the doorbell which was strange he normally just left the bottles. He said could you please turn on the tv something horrible has just happened in the city. We did and all sat there in shock as we watched. I then started thinking of friends that worked in the building and started making calls. One of our friends worked on the ground floor which was no longer even there. Many of us were on the phone and going to hospitals to try to find her, her mom and sister were watching closely on the tv to see if maybe they would spot her. And her mom did! She had worn a dress that day that her mom had made for her, her mom spotted the dress hanging off of a gurney that was being carried. So we knew she had been taken out but no idea if she was alive or where she was taken. We finally found where she was. It was truly amazing that she lived, she was seriously injured and stayed in the hospital for many months. A sheet of glass hit her head right at the front hair line and scalped her, but the surgeons did an amazing job of reattaching it and the scar is right in her hair line. Her internal injuries were worse.

We also had some friends that did not make it unfortunately.
It was a most devastating time for so many.
My friend came over to my house after she got out of the hospital and gave me a piece of the granite that the building was made of, they had given those in the building several pieces and she wanted me to have one of hers. It still sits in a special holder in my home.

15 years?? I was sitting in a restaurant with my family in Panama City Beach Florida enjoying a wonderful vacation. I remember feeling sick; I'm so sorry for all who lost loved ones, or were affected by it.

Linda, I went through the museum once. I don't think I have the stomach to go again. Personally I found it very hard to go through. From room to room, I constantly felt like someone was punching me in the stomach. I could not eat that evening.

I sat here this morning and watched some of the ceremony. I don't see how the family members could stand up there, and read of names of those that perished. Good thing I had to go to work, cause I don't think I could have turned the TV off, even so this upsets me very much.

Moni

My cousin was on site less than a minute after the blast. He worked in a bomb proof building on the same street. (He was an IT administrator and was in the computer vault at the time of the explosion.) When he arrived on scene, he was immediatley overwhelmed at the immensity of the carnage, but did dive in giving aid as best as he could and performed as a first responder. Later, covered with blood and grime, he sat down to rest and perhaps to cry. He slowly raised his acheing body and returned to his building to clean up and then go home. Afer he had had rested and regained his composure, he composed a message describing his day and emailed it to me and other family correspondents. I kept that message because of its historical significance.

Yes, I do remember that awful day.

A friend of ours, Charlie, used to work in that Federal Building, as did his wife. Charlie was an undercover officer with the DEA. He was in a meeting, when his boss realized that he hadn't brought a file with him that he needed, so he asked Charlie to get it from the file room. That's where he was when the bomb went off. He was severely injured, and lost an eye in the explosion. Everyone who was in that meeting room was killed. Charlie survived only because he was retrieving the file at the right time. Charlie's wife worked for the Social Security Administration. She was killed in the blast.

I have a friend who lives in OK and she lost a cousin in the bombing. We went to the museum once. My two sons were teenagers at the time. The exhibits were incredibly compelling. We were there all morning, all of us wanted to read every word, including my sons. None of us wanted to rush through any of it. We finally left only because we needed to eat.

The museum is so well done. I highly recomend it to anyone who visits Oklahoma City.

My son and I were just discussing this event last week. He had brought up the recognition factor of particular dates: 9/11, 12/7 and 11/22. For me, all three dates are equally recognizable, in that when someone says the date, I immediately associate it with its historical significance.

I wondered if 4/19 (and I also brought up 1/28) are as recognizable to most Americans and wonder why if not.

It's insane. Sometimes you wonder if there are any sane left people in the world. Then you see the rescue people, the donations, and the other offers of help. Then you know there are.