I was driving to a doctor’s appointment this morning when I saw the flags at half staff. Like everybody else, I remember where I was that morning seven years ago. I was moving to New York from Washington and I had just past the exit to Philly on the Jersey Turnpike when I heard the news on the radio.
The movers were part time NY firemen. They left the truck at a rest stop and took off for NY before the bridges were closed. What was normally a five hour trip took close to ten.
No TV. I heard the news on the radio all that time. Just like how people heard the reports about World War II. An awful day. I lost no one, but I am sure you’ll understand this when I say I felt like I did, because I knew people who did.
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