I was 7.
The day is burned into my brain. So is the funeral.
9-11, the same and I bet it is for my kids.
Agree with how this tragedies are burned into our memories, particularly how even the very young will vividly remember such events while we forget so much else.
I was 6, in first grade in a school where each classroom had a phone so the office could contact the teachers. I still remember my teacher going to the phone, how she just started crying and then hung up to come and tell the class of the tragedy, how school was dismissed so we could go home with our families. I remember thinking how my young mind thought how mean this was, especially as it was my father’s birthday - couldn’t the guy have just waited until another day.