On September 11, 2001 I was in London, England. It was late afternoon and school had just gotten out. I heard someone say there had been a plane crash in New York but I didn’t realize it was serious until my mom called and frantically told me to get on the bus and come straight home. I could hear the anxiety in her voice. The gravity of the situation finally hit me when I got home and saw the news on tv. Where were you?
(photo of the NYC skyline tonight via Think Progress)
