9.11.2010

Where were you?

On September 11, 2001, I was on my way to Children's Hospital. It was my first real job after I'd graduated as a tech, and I'd been there for only a few months. When I got to work, a lady on the elevator said, "Isn't that awful about the Twin Towers?" I said, "Yeah...wait. What? What happened?" She said, "A plane apparently went off course and crashed into one of the towers!...all those people..." I had no idea - I guess I'd been listening to a CD or something on the way to work (back when I HAD a stereo in my car).

When I got to work, and I was passing through CT, that was the first time I'd seen a news report. I went and got my phone and called my aunt Amy. I stood there, clutching the phone, and we watched together in horror as the second plane crashed into the second tower, and subsequently, as the first tower collapsed. She and I cried on the phone together and told each other how much we loved each other.

Aside from physically being with my family, there's nowhere else in the world I would have rather been.

I love you, Amy. Thanks for being the main memory of my 9.11.

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