So many of you have suffered so much. My heart goes out to you.
My story is more mundane. I worked in the Twin Cities of Minnesota. I was listening to the radio on my way in to work. It was a beautiful fall day. The announcers broke in with the reports of a plane flying into the Twin Towers. In just a few moments the announcers panicked, stating there was another plane, and we were being attacked.
I flew into the building, and all the young architects turned to look at me. I told them what had happened. I could see the disbelief in their eyes.
A few hours later the boss came in. I could see he knew. I stated: They hit the Pentagon. His face turned white, and he went into his office.
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