I had worked the night before. I was an overnight manager at the call center. I had just kissed my husband goodbye as he left for work and the kids were still sleeping. My son had just turned 3 and my daughter was not quite 1 yet. I remember just getting settled in and the phone rang. It was my husband telling me to turn on the TV…then my mom called….she was crying….something about needing to find out where my brother was. I knew something was wrong.
Then I saw it. The terrible sights and sounds….the realization of what was happening. Frantically trying to find out if my brother — an AA pilot — was flying that dayand where — trying to find out if my best friend — a flight attendant for AA — was in the air….one of those planes? Was there more to come?
Thankfully my brother and my best friend were ok. But so many were not…so many died at the hands of EVIL. I remember that night sitting outside of my workplace, which was close to the airport, and not hearing a sound. No planes flying…just an eerie silence.
Take a moment today to remember where you were on that day and say a prayer for the fallen as well as those who braved their lives to save others.