On 9/11/01 I had just traveled from Boston to NC the night before to celebrate the 11th Birthday of my granddaughter that had had a heart/lung transplant on June 15th. I was staying with my daughter, who was living in the house where I now live, and I turned on Good Morning America just in time to hear that a plane had hit the first tower. While I was standing there watching the updates I saw the second plane hit the other tower. About 2 hours later I got a call from my office in Boston telling me at co-worker had been on the second plane. About 6 hours later I was notified that one of my former employees was on the 96th floor of the first tower (he did not survive). I think 2001 was the most emotional year I have ever had with the transplant and the attacks. I remember renting a car to drive back to Boston and how moved I was by the courtesy of all the drivers on the roads and the flags flying on every freeway overpass. There were National Guard at every large bridge. An event in our history that I hope everyone remembers for a lifetime, I know that I will. My oldest son had spent 10 years in the military, and I felt fear that he would be called back, but that did not happen, not sure I could have handled any more stress that year.
Where were you on 9/11/01?