I was at home. My husband called me on hist way to work, and told me to turn on the tv...something bad was happening.
The first plane had already hit....and then I saw the second plane hit live on tv. It was awful.
We had just driven through part of NYC on the way home from TX a few weeks ago. I was living in NH at the time, and many people I knew, knew someone that was in the Towers, or on the plane. My brother lost a surfing aquaintence, my friend's husband's cousin, whom they had visitied with at a wedding a few weeks earlier was in one of the towers, but was luckily evacuated because he had severe burns. I used to work for a company that lost one of the founding owners. (I only met the fellow once).
It was such a sad day.
You know though, I think the country is doing a good job of healing itself.