Re: Where were you and how did you hear about it?
I will never, ever, ever, forget:<br /><br />I got in my truck and headed into the office. It was a perfect day in Boston. Not a cloud in the sky. Perefect temp. I just bought my boat a few weeks before and I was looking forawrd to getting into the office, getting some stuff done and cutting out early to get the boat out for a ride and maybe some fishing. I was excited.<br /><br />I stopped at Starbucks to get coffee as was my custom. I was third in line, daydreaming about how the day would unfold. Got more excited.<br /><br />My cell rang. It was my Mother and she said a plane just crashed into the WTC. Must be terrorists. I immediately thought F'in Arabs! After all, they already tried once, who else would it be? And, on a day like that day, no way it could be an accident.<br /><br />People around me overheard the conversation and you should have seen the look on their faces!<br /><br />Then, oh God, another one. Oh God the planes were from Boston. OH MY GOD IT COLLAPSED... OH MY GOD. THE OTHER ONE'S GONNA GO TOO THEN. OM HY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD! THEY HIT THE PENTAGON! THIS IS F'IN WAR. F'IN WAR THOSE M F'ERS. THEY WANT IT THEY GOT IT. <br /><br />Then I started thking about how easily I could have been on either of those flight (I've been on those several times) and how easily I could have been at the WTC for a meeting. I thought about all my classmates working at the WTC, My former colleques (I was with one of the Big 4 Professional Services firms and we had offices there) and on and on and on<br /><br />That day changed my life. I pretty much decided to drop out for a wile spend some time with my family. I spent the next year stripping and rebuiilding the Formula from scratch and trying to figure out what I was going to do with the rest of my life. <br /><br />I imemdiately wondred if I could re-enlist in the Army. I even thought about joining the CIA. But given I am in my late 30s both seemed unreasonable.<br /><br />To this day, I imagine that I am sitting in a window office in the WTC on the phone, with my back to the window. I hear a noise and swing around and see the plane heading right for me. It haunts me.