I was in the middle of remodeling a house, that morning, when a helper came in to tell me a plane crashed into the building. I thought he was joking, until I heard the reports on the radio. I lived about 5 minutes from the job, and took the morning off to rush home and see what was going on. I thought we were being invaded by another country. I got home in time to see the second plane hit the other tower, live. Needless to say, my jaw had dropped down, somewhere around my feet. I spent the rest of the day, just shaking my head in amazement.
Ironically, my birthday is Sept. 12. If this had happened one day later, everyone would remember my birthday....for a change.:rolleyes:
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