Nine Eleven

Can you believe it's been eight years since that horrible day in 2001? That seems crazy to me. At that time, I was living in my first apartment and Ryan and I had been dating for about 5 months. I was on my way to work when I turned on the radio just as the second plane had flown into the World Trade Center. When I got to work, my boss, Rachelle, and co-worker, Vicki, had the radio on and we listened as the events continued to unfold. I was supposed to train Johnny, a new agent and friend, but we just sat in the back and talked all afternoon. Ryan came over after work and we watched news coverage all evening. My hearts go out to all the families affected by that day. . .whether it be from that day in particular or the subsequent war on terrorism that followed. Now, it's your turn to share what you were doing on that day and/or how it affected you.