I remember exactly where I was when I heard what happened.
I was still in school, and I was studying computer science.
I walked into my classroom, and one of the traditional aged students said
A plane just crashed into the Pentagon.
I thought, Great. He can't tell the difference between real life and a video game, and
Obviously he was right, and as soon as our teacher got to the classroom,
He told us more about what happened, and very shortly after that,
All classes were cancelled.
I was desperate to reach my mother and my sister, and the rest of my family in New York City, and
I couldn't get through, but
When I got home, I discovered that
My mother had been able to leave me a message on my answering machine.
There was no telephone service in or out of New York City after that for about three days, but
I was so grateful and so relieved that my mother had been able to get through.
I knew that my sister, her husband, and my cousin were all right, but not about anyone else.
I remember driving home from school and listening to the radio, and
The reporters talked about how people were jumping out the towers, and
I was so shocked and so upset by this.
I hadn't seen any images yet, but I could see what was happening in my mind's eye.
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