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Interim head coach Norries Wilson is no stranger to leading a Division I football team. Wilson became the first African-American head coach of an Ivy League program when he took the helm at Columbia in 2006.
Josh Hicks shoots out to his left on a carry Saturday night at Beaver Stadium in the Knights’ 28-3 floundering to the Nittany Lions. The sophomore tailback led Rutgers in the running game with 49 yards on seven carries, but Penn State limited the overall attack to 43 yards on 32 carries as the offense for the Knights struggled.
“My dad was around that area. He was actually in the basement of the World Trade Center and he didn’t know what was going on until he heard big explosions. He got out and tried hiding under a car because all the debris was falling. When he looked back (up), he saw a girl walk by and get crushed by the debris —that was a shocking story he told me. It was eye-opening that something like that would happen.”
“I came here in 2001 from Pakistan. I was in kindergarten and they told us to evacuate the building, and I was really scared because I didn’t know what was happening. I’m from Jersey City so I have a perfect view, and the smoke was behind me. I was terrified and I didn’t know what was going on … I was just a kid.”
“I was in first grade, so I just remember everyone getting phones calls and everyone leaving school early, and then going home and seeing it on TV. It doesn’t seem like that long ago.”
“It always kind of hits home for me because my best friend’s dad was actually in the World Trade Center when it was hit. That’s always kind of a hard day, but also a day full of a lot of appreciation for me (because) a lot of people weren’t as lucky. He was able to get out got a couple of his coworkers out with him. We got really lucky with that.”
“Every year on 9/11 I always think about my experience because that was one of my earliest memories … I’m one of the last ages to remember it. It was 11:00 and I was in preschool, 4 years old. I remember one by one, each student was being taken out of the classroom because their parents had come to pick them up in the middle of the day. Then, at around 11:15, my father came and he took me outside and I (said) ‘why are we going home?’, and he (said), ‘Let’s just go home.’" I live 20 miles from the city, so when got outside the building, we heard loud sirens. That’s one of the minute details I remember. I remember seeing my little brother who was a baby at the time in his crib in the living room and my mother watching the TV in horror as the showed the two buildings burning. Every year I think about that and I think about how (those) a year younger than me, along with everyone else younger than me, they won’t know what happened. So I think its really important that the people who do remember it, they send a message to them and share messages.”
“Someone that I know was working in one of the buildings. They got out. When it happened, I was so young and I barely even remember it.”
“For my family, since we are Muslim, we have always dealt with misconception. People don’t realize that the beliefs that we have are not to kill people, not to hurt people … I was in first grade when it happened. I remember the transformation from since that happened until now … I definitely feel terrible about what happened and I sympathize with the families that suffered from that … I remember my sister went to Ground Zero to visit and I know she felt a little bit nervous because the head scarf might mean that we believe that terrorism is right, but it's not. I told her that what we believe in is peace and if other (Muslims) behave otherwise, that reflects on them, not us … We do believe in the right thing, which is be kind to others (and) don’t hurt others.”
“Both my parents worked in (Manhattan). I was in seventh grade, so when I heard there was an attack in the city, I had anxiety. I went home early and I had to go pick up my sister but I didn’t hear from both my parents until the nighttime. My mom called and she (said), ‘I’m somewhere I don’t really know, I can’t get a hold of your father, we’ll be home sometime.’" They did come home eventually, at 10 at night, maybe, but just the entire time from when (I) heard it to when they come home, there was sheer fear.”