Sep 11, 2011
The phone rang, which was strange for that hour. It was my mom telling me to turn on the TV.
I think that's how most people found out. Someone told them to turn on the TV.
And so I watched, glued, like everyone else. I think I may have gone into some kind of daze. I can't believe I don't remember more exact details about how I was feeling, the rest of my day or the days to come.
I know the football game that weekend was postponed. No way anyone was tailgaiting or celebrating. I'm sure classes were cancelled. I'm sure I went to work. I'm sure it was all we talked about.
I bought a 2-CD tribute set and listened to it basically on repeat. I don't know why.
Seems like there's a lot I don't know about that time. I can only imagine what it was like for people who were actually there and people who lost loved ones.
And so, today and every other day, we remember.