So, in the hopes that I can spur a comment or two, I’m going to ask the question everyone can relate to.
Where were you on September 11?
I was in Latin class when the first plane struck. They immediately canceled class and my now husband came to pick me up. We made it back to my apartment in time to watch the second plane hit. We spent the rest of the day calling people. I needed to know that my father, who was always traveling, was okay. The University was closed, campus was emptied. So we spent the day watching the TV as reporters talked to people looking for their loved ones, and we cried for the loss of all those innocent people.
Where were you? What did you experience and what did you take away from it?