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T D · 09-12-2010, 12:49 AM

I had returned from Tahiti on the evening of 9/10. I woke up to a phone call the next morning from someone telling me to turn my tv on, and there it was, all over every channel. I don't think I had ever felt so grateful to be home before or since then.

The rest of the day was more overwhelming than I can even describe. I was forced to drive in to work even though this horrible sequence of events were taking place. We had just seen another plane hit the second tower on tv. As I drove across the bay bridge into the city I remember downtown San Francisco being a ghost town. And I'll NEVER forget wondering why our Federal Government FORCED me to go to work that day (I had already taken the morning off). They foolishly made me cross the bay bridge to come to work to an almost empty building in an almost vacant downtown. All I could think was "please don't let an airplane hit downtown SF as well". I just prayed that nothing happen to the bay bridge as well (or anywhere else for that matter). And of course there was this completely overwhelming sense of disbelief, loss, and pain from what had already taken place on this day.

Nope, I will NEVER forget it.

09-12-2010, 12:49 AM	#18
T D Member How Do You Identify?: Person of the trans variety Preferred Pronoun?: He, Sir, Bro, TD, Stevin Relationship Status: On occasion Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: SF Bay Area Posts: 1,165 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,428 Thanked 1,125 Times in 311 Posts Rep Power: 3570339	I had returned from Tahiti on the evening of 9/10. I woke up to a phone call the next morning from someone telling me to turn my tv on, and there it was, all over every channel. I don't think I had ever felt so grateful to be home before or since then. The rest of the day was more overwhelming than I can even describe. I was forced to drive in to work even though this horrible sequence of events were taking place. We had just seen another plane hit the second tower on tv. As I drove across the bay bridge into the city I remember downtown San Francisco being a ghost town. And I'll NEVER forget wondering why our Federal Government FORCED me to go to work that day (I had already taken the morning off). They foolishly made me cross the bay bridge to come to work to an almost empty building in an almost vacant downtown. All I could think was "please don't let an airplane hit downtown SF as well". I just prayed that nothing happen to the bay bridge as well (or anywhere else for that matter). And of course there was this completely overwhelming sense of disbelief, loss, and pain from what had already taken place on this day. Nope, I will NEVER forget it. __________________ “Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”