I was at work, going through my mother’s mail (family business) and about to shred a credit card application which had been mailed there... Though even more interesting is where my dad was: on a table in a medical facility a=with a doctor’s arm in his chest, removing a mall, benign growth. Besides concern for the country, my dad was worried about the doctor who had just told him what happened, and whose arm was in his chest...
Flight 93 flew over Western PA. When it was still in the air, downtown Pittsburgh was emptied out. When i was driven home that afternoon, it was astounding to see no one out. It was obvious something was terribly wrong.