[kcmt01]

My own recolletion of that day is really wierd. I woke up before the alarm went off (We live in Mountain TimeZone) because someone yelled "America will wake up from Her Complacency", only nobody was there. No radio or anything. I fixed breakfast for Wifey, and she went to work. On a whim, I turned on the TV and the first plane had just hit the first tower.

[HungarianGypsy]

What I remember about that day was thinking it was a new beginning. Mostly because I had spent the previous day copying a curriculum for our school. My house was very clean because of a party we had two days before. I was organized. Got dressed. I did something unusual. I turned on the radio. I never do that in the morning. That's when I first heard about it. I still remember what I wore that day. I still remember how silent the streets and Costco were. How we watched Veggie Tales videos just to escape the images on television.

I also remember having the craziest thoughts. It looked like the world was ending, but suddenly I wanted a baby. That baby was conceived on October 11 and born July 5 of 2002. He is both the sweetest and most stubborn child. When he's happy he's wonderful, but his temper is something else.