There are mistakes in it. I wrote it from the heart. I’m not correcting it because I wrote it after reading another 9-11 thread and thinking about life.
I spent the night in the Highland Mountains (actual name) so as to see the sun come up and to again experience the silence of the days following (when all flights were grounded in Boston).
Very beautiful. Thank you.
I remember hearing about the attacks from one of my colleagues at school. She came in telling me that a plane had flown into the Twin Towers. I thought that impossible... as the news unfolded it became increasingly clear we were under attack. (I could only hear bits and pieces with my class working.... First graders.)
Getting home that night it was horrifying to see the coverage on television. I hadn't seen anything up to that point.
Later in the evening, after all planes had been granted, I took my daughter outside to look and listen to a quiet and still sky. Off in the distance we heard a jet aircraft. After making calls to the local sheriff's department, we were referred to the FBI. We got a hold of them. They asked where we were calling from and gave them our location. After about two minutes of waiting they acknowledged a U.S. Air Force re-con aircraft flying the northern route.