I worked second shift at that time. I would come home, sleep for a few hours, get up and get my 7 year old off to school, then sleep for another few hours. My cousin kept calling telling me something about a plane. Since I was half sleep I said, Ok and that was it. She kept calling back and I realized it was something pretty serious and got up and turned my tv on. As soon as I figured out what was going on, I watched the second plane hit. That is a day I can remember just about every minute of and will probably never forget.

Heading to a drywall job an brother in law called us.

You were one of the only guys to post something about this today. Thanks! From Lakewood!

I want 2 at my house

I was 3 years old and at home.

I was in my first year of college in NY, watched from the cafeteria as my country was attacked. Visited with the Air Force recruiter the next day. Had to get my affairs in order and lose some weight and I shipped out to Basic Training less than 8 months later. I knew a lot of people who never came home from work that day. Some of my friends parents, some of my customers on my newspaper route, neighbors. I will never forget that day. As long as I live. But watching New Yorkers unite was an amazing sight