On 9/11 My hubby was working 2nd shift and putting in quite a bit of overtime. He saw very little of 9/11, simply because all he did was work & sleep. Last night he was riveted to the tube because he had seen very little of that horrorific day. At the end of the show, with tears in his eyes, he turned to me and said, "now I know why...."
He didn't need to say anymore.
Never forget, America.
My wife called my office when the first plane hit. I turned the radio to the local NBC station and heard about the second plane. Someone from my office called her husband to bring a portable TV from home and he showed up just in time to see the first tower collapse. About the same time we start hearing LOTS of sirens and emergency vehicles. Of course, living in a small town you assume it is your imagination.
I guess about 10 o'clock the rest of my morning patients had cancelled so I started driving home. On the way home I heard the local report about a plane going down in Shanksville, PA, which is about 20-25 miles as the crow flies from my house. I was listening so intently and trying to make sense of things that when I looked down I saw I was doing 85 MPH on a residential street!
It turns out all the sirens were because the local airport had been alerted to expect the Shanksville plane, because it was heading in that direction. Once I got home I called the office and sent everybody home. Best decision I even made, everyone needed to be home at that time. Scary stuff.