On a bright sunny morning, over five thousand people had gone to work in those towers, like any other day, not realizing over half would never go home that night. Around 8:40 in the morning, a passenger airliner crashed into the first tower, and a few minutes later, another airliner did the same to the second, thereby causing a chain reaction in the foundations of the buildings which ultimately brought both structures crashing to the ground. Structurally speaking, it was said by the builders of the towers, this could never happen, yet, the outcome of that day can not be disputed.
I think most people can remember where they were and what they were doing when this happened. And I hope they will never forget. To me, it was like watching the shuttle Challenger exploding all over again. That day I can't forget either. Live and in living color, on TV, I watched as the shuttle exploded. And my heart sank. And the nation mourned. And it was too much. This reminded me too much of THAT tragedy. So I didn't have the heart to go through it again.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all of them.
And one day I hope I'll be able to watch without feeling helpless and alone.