I was 13.  I was running very late for school that day.  Someone called my grandmother and she came to tell me that a plane had hit one of the twin towers.  I remember thinking that some nut got off course and flew his Cessna into the building.  Then a few minutes later she came and told me that another plane had hit the other tower.  In my mind, I was still thinking two small planes but that it had to be intentional and who in the world would do that?...  then I went downstairs to watch the horror on TV.

I don't know if I knew the term "surreal" back then... but as the events unfolded that day, all I could think about was the movie "Independence Day".

The day we Americans lost our "Terrorism" virginity...

Hmmm.... tough choices.  Certainly not vision or hearing.  Probably not touch.  If you lose your smell, you also lose alot of your taste...  Nope, I can't live without any of those.  Luckily, I have ESP (the sixth sense)...  So I'll sacrifice that one.

   

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Good question!  There are a few people who don't seem to really think that I care... at least not like I tell them that I care.  If I could leave a postmortem blog, I'd let them know that I truly and honestly cared.  It'd be too late for me but maybe it would help them with future relationships...

   

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