I live in San Francisco and just so happened to have NPR on as I got ready for work at around 5:45am. Our local anchor broke into the pre-recorded "Morning Edition" and said there had been reports of a plane hitting one of the towers. Naturally the assumption had been that a small aircraft hit the tower... an error, a freak accident. I turned on CNN and saw that in fact this was a graver situation. I woke my husband, in tears, for I had lived just blocks from the towers before moving west and had just been in the WTC myself the week before. And then we watched in silent horror as the second plane hit... We had no idea how much the world was about to change in that instant. I work at Yahoo! and quickly realized this was not a day to stay home and grieve. So I girded up for one of the more unforgettable days at work. I have to drive past San Francisco Int'l Airport to get to the office and there was a very unnatural slowdown that morning as the few of us actually on the highway paused with a shared anxiety in seeing an airplane up close (sitting restless on the tarmac) for the first time since it had been used as a missile. Suddenly these were no longer just transportation vehicles -- they held a whole new significance. Could we ever get on one again? I did, in fact, just a few weeks later... and ran the Chicago Marathon, surrounded by flags and patriots. We were resilient, defiant and united. And we'll continue to be. Thanks for this moving post.
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