I am sure many here have a story to tell, but maybe you don't think it warrants or you don't want to post an entire Diary. Well then this Diary is for you.
I have to admit I am currently watching like 18 Dr. Who shows in a row I have on my DVR, until my Redskins play late this afternoon. I just can't stomach the wall-to-wall 9/11 coverage that seems to be on every channel.
I'd rather hear your story from that day. I have a feeling they are more heartfelt, better written, and well interesting then what I'd get on my television.
So below the fold my brief story, and if you want add yours.
On the morning of 9/11 I was asleep on a daybed in my parents house in the room that would become my home office (where I am right this second -- I eventually bought that house). I was back where I grew up, pondering moving here after living 15+ years living in DC.
My mother woke me, soon after the first plane hit. I sat there, no coffee in my system, still halfasleep, not being able to process what was happening.
The night before I was on the last flight out of National. I was supposed to be on one of the first flights out of Dulles on 9/11. I never flew out of National, cause you have to sell your "first born" to afford it. But my mother, who should have been a travel agent, found me a flight.
I say all that, because to be honest that is my biggest connection to 9/11.
Sure I had friends and clients in the Pentagon and the World Trade Centers, but none where harmed. Nobody I even remotely know was killed. A lot of my friends worked at the Captial and other buildings in DC had terrible, terrible days. It is hard to explain, ten years later, the sheer terror that was caused.
But those flights, well it is something I think about, cause maybe if the world had just been a little different, maybe I was on one of those planes ......
But alas (and this is a good thing) it just took me a long time to get a flight home. Even longer to get my car out of the parking garage at National. And finally I had to change my route to work, since 110, which runs within like a hundred yards of the Pentagon, was closed.
So how about sharing your story.