My memories:
My wife and I went to the Monday Night Football game between the Broncos and New York Giants the night before and didn't get to bed until midnight. I was in no mood to go to work the next day and called in sick early that morning and stayed in bed.
Next thing I know, my wife, who had gotten up with my daughter who was 4 1/2 months old at the time, comes running in screaming that airplanes had hit the WTC and the Pentagon and that the buildings had collapsed.
Turned on the tv and watched as our world changed. My wife and I stayed glued to the tv all day, watching those images over and over. They were almost surreal. They are still burned into our brain.
I had a slight moment of panic when I realized that my sister, her husband, and some friends were supposed to fly out of Boston that morning. I called my mom and she had talked to my sister and they were driving their rental van back to Denver. (My sister hated flying before 9/11 but would do it if she had to, and now we will never get her on an airplane again
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One last thing.
I work for an aircraft charter company. A few days after the attack, we were given authorization to fly some FEMA personnel, blood, and other emergency supplies to New York with one of our aircraft. Our aircraft was the only non-military aircraft in the skies over the US. I talked to the flight crew later. They said it was unreal to not hear any other aircraft on the radios. They said they could see the smoke from ground zero from about 200 miles out.
Yesterday, I was hoping to make it thru the day without watching anything about it...to no avail.
Got the kids to bed, turned on the tv and came upon a show on the History Channel called "102 Minutes That Changed America" and that sucked me in. All it showed was video of that day. No narration, no music, no commercials. The images spoke for themselves. It is still an amazing and heartbreaking thing to watch.