I remember it like it was yesterday.
And I remember the reaction in my community - I lived in a very ‘mixed’ (in terms of race, ethnicity, citizenship, etc.) apartment complex. Almost everyone had an American flag hanging from their windows or balconies, and many had them on their cars. Someone brought in a big flag and hung it on the wall of the (very liberal) institution where I worked - that flag was still there when I left many years later.
Today, it seems like that was a different U.S., and a different world.
it was
Not me, however, as I was in emergency planning and response, I stayed at work in an eerie and quiet building with a handful of my counterparts.
Downtown was deserted, not an aircraft in the sky.
Meetings, updates, contingency plans. This would be my responsibility for the next several years.