Remembering 9/11/01

I remember exactly where I was on 9/11/01. I was asleep. I was living in Oregon at the time and when my alarm went off in the morning, I thought it was weird that the radio was playing the news. That’s not what I usually use to wake me up in the morning.

As I listened to the news, I started hearing them talk about something that had happened in New York City. When I realized what they were talking about I turned on the TV and got on a news channel. It was then that I realized the magnitude of what had happened.

My wife woke up when she heard the TV on and asked me what I was doing. I told her that someone had flown a plane into one of the Twin Towers in NYC. She came right awake. We both watched in awe as the TV showed a 2nd plane crashing into the 2nd tower. We continued to watch as the towers started to collapse and wondered how many people must have been in both of those towers and died that day.

I went outside and said a silent prayer that the families of those who had died when the towers collapsed would be comforted and watched over. I also gave thanks for the chance that I had to be AT HOME with my family when this tragedy occurred.

I then went back inside the house and talked to my wife about friends that we knew. A good friend of ours had gone out of town with some friends and had gotten stranded because all air traffic had been grounded. She and her friends were able to rent a car and drive home, but they had all called their families to let them know that they were all right.