Sep 11, 2009 09:43
A call at 6 am, asking me to turn on the tv, something had happened in New York.
An image of a building with smoke streaming out of it. News Anchors speculating on the "accident".
The moment when the second plane came into frame...
The moment when it hit, and realizing it wasn't an accident.
The feeling of dread when the plane hit the pentagon.
The report of the plane crashing in Pennslyvania.
The towers falling, the wave of dust and debris shooting down the streets and New Yorkers covered in it trying to get away.
The quiet of the skies as aviation was shut down, and we all wondered what and where was next.
For the hero's and the victims, a silent toast.
I remember you. I will not forget.