Thursday, September 11, 2008

Where was I?

I was just beginning second period class when my principal came to my door and told me that some asshole had crashed a plane into the WTC. At that time, we didn't know it was a deliberate act of terror. We immediately put on all the TV's in the building and school stopped. I was very concerned for my own family when I learned that the plane was an American Airlines plane from Logan airport in Boston. My cousin, an American flight attendant, was based at Logan airport. I got on the cell phone and called until I found out that she was out of the country. Wow! It could have so easily been her. I was reminded that only a few short years earlier, I had stood on top of the WTC awed by NYC.

Take a moment!