Tuesday 9/11/01
Woke up and the first thing I thought (besides "Dammit I need coffee! and it is too early to get up and go to work"):
"I am exactly 3 months away from my wedding day" (Tuesday, 12/11/01).
I turned on the radio and heard, "If you are going to the airport turn around...don't even THINK about going. "
I then said "Oh hell, something is going down! NOT a way to wake up in the morning"
I knew something went down and turned on the TV and saw the horror and said "Oh S--T!"
Then I saw the Pentagon horror. It hit me. When I lived in Northern VA, I used to work for a defense contractor. I went to the Pentagon every weekday. It was also the main route for my MetroBus and the subway stop was at the Pentagon.
My mom who lives 3 hours away in Virginia Beach, was NOT happy I moved out west. That day changed her point of view REAL quick
Later that evening, I heard my buddy Dennis was missing. He worked in the WTC.
He was confirmed dead a couple of months later
