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I was at work when a friend IMd me and told me a plane hit one of the towers. So, I called a co-worker who was working at home and she was giving me the play-by-play from the TV. As I was checking FR and talking to her, she said, 'Oh my God! Another plane hit the other tower!' My reply was, 'You are lying! This is not real!' All she kept saying was, 'Oh my God...' and I got off the phone and immediately notified ouor team and our HR department. We went in search of a TV while co-workers scrambled to get one working. We went next door to the workout facility to see the latest... and when I saw the live coverage, something changed in me that I can't explain. It was like something was taken from me. We saw Jim Miklsheski (sp) freak out when the Pentagon got hit... I just stood there- transfixed, feeling helpless as the anger and patriotism slowly but steadily was reawakened.

We made it back to the office when the tv was set up- all the while in constant communication with each other via cell phone for the latest information. FR was a Godsend that day. All the latest was here and was reported before the networks knew a thing. So, everyone kept asking me what the latest was. I told everyone about the third plane hijacking and the eventual crash in Pennsylvania. And yet, we sat watching the television, hypnotized by the images we saw. When the first building collapsed, the entire office saw it... and everyone released a collective gasp. It was almost too much for everyone to comprehend. In a matter of two hours, our country changed forever. What had once been unimaginable had now become very, very real. And when the second tower collapsed, we just sat in silence. I calmly got up, walked over to my cubicle, put my head on my desk and began to cry for the first time that day.

When I drove home that day, everything was different. The sky was clear but not as blue. The once busy, intertwined jet trails were strangely absent. The grass seemed to be less green. Even the traffic, what there was of it, seemed to move along at a slower pace. And that thirty-minute drive home was silent except for the thoughts and images that kept replaying in my mind. As much as I wanted to forget seeing the horror, watching the grief, and living the emotion, I knew it was something I could never forget.

I knew it was something that we, as a country, could never forget…

Tears fill my eyes reliving the horror of that day.

But America did respond. Our President did respond. Our military has made us proud. We are fighting a just war, and remembering that day when America was shocked out of its complacency is imperative.

We must NEVER forget!!

FR was a Godsend that day. All the latest was here and was reported before the networks knew a thing.

Mega dittos. FR was a Godsend. I got on line after the first tower was hit and we all shared that horrible day. Rage, shock, fury, and more shock. It was an act of war and we all knew it. Those of us who had jokingly made fun of NYC in the past were completely united in outrage! Dammit, this is OUR country and how dare anyone do that to OUR people!