I still remember the day like it was yesterday. It was a beautiful, sunny, Tuesday morning. The drive into work was like any other day.
Once I got into the office, I ventured down to the cafeteria for my daily morning cup of tea and bagel with cream cheese and then went back up to my desk. Next thing I know, one of my “cube” neighbors from the office called in to tell us that a plane just hit one of the towers; he lived in NY and could see the smoke. We all thought it was a prop plane, until we started seeing the footage on TV.
Memories from that day …
- Gathering in our VP’s office and watching the turn of events – we were all crying
- Worrying about my in-laws because they were to fly to San Francisco that morning out of Newark
- Sending home my two direct reports so they could be with their families and then I got in trouble the next day for doing that
- Driving home before lunch and calling my best friend, Suzanne to talk about what just happened (her parents were in Europe at the time)
- All of the sad songs being played on the radio
- Getting home and watching all the coverage and just crying over and over
- Hearing all the stories of the heroes who risked their lives to help others get to safe zones
- Finally hearing from my in-laws and knowing they were at the airport, but were safe
- Wondering what was going to happen with the bid we just put in on a house a few days before
- Thanking God that everyone in my family was safe and sound
What memories do you have from that horrific day?
So many innocent men, women, and children lost their lives that day. I want to thank all of the men and women who sacrificed so much 12 years ago. God Bless America!