It’s been a while since I’ve thought about where I was when the planes filled with people hit the twin towers in New York City and how that day went after that. I was working for the day at a small textile plant in Rocky Mount, North Carolina trying to solve some problem that I can’t even remember when I noticed people sitting around a television. I went over and looked and was shocked what I was seeing on television. That was before the second plane had hit because I remember it being in the 9 o’clock hour.
As I rode back home later in the day listening to NPR, what I’d seen on television had seemingly changed everything and all I wanted was more answers about what had happened, who did it and why they did it. I remember trying to pull up the CNN website from my job and it was completely down because it couldn’t handle the load. They would post a static little page with blurbs on it until they could get it back up again. No, I wasn’t political at the time. I was barely out of college and working the first big