I was heading out the door to go to work. I was about to turn off the TV, and they said that it appeared that a small plane had struck one of the towers.
They were talking about it, when the second plane hit. It was weird to watch the change in the tone of the talking heads as the second plane struck. It went from, “what kind of idiot would fly his plane into the WTC?” to “This is an attack”.
I didn’t turn off the TV for 2 days.
We live in the middle of no where. The only planes we usually see are really nothing more than vapor trails 35,000 feet in the air. But after they grounded all the flights that day, it sent a chill down my spine as I watched a military plane flying eerily close to the ground.
I sincerely hope this thread does not devolve into a political sniping contest.
I also hope that no one will ever forget where they were, what they were doing, and how much those few minutes on a Tuesday morning in September 2001 changed their lives.