Where were you and what were you doing when you heard?
If you were a parent, how tightly did you hug your child(ren) that night?
How did you feel?
Do you still remember?
I remember as clear as yesterday:
A co-worker's husband called her and reported the first crash. The internet, streaming video, servers
were nothing like they are now and there was not the access to
information. I was calling friends in NYC, but no one's cell would work
- for days.
Everyone walked around in a fog wondering what would/could happen next. The nights seemed so dark.
As
a father, I was so angry about the suddenly orphaned children and tried
to imagine what the fathers on flight 93 were thinking.
I will NEVER forget.
Remembering,
Toby
