- Not having any idea what was happening. I was driving a borrowed car that day, heading away from Manhattan, listening to a CD instead of my usual radio.
- Walking into class to find out that a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers - but no one knew what kind of plane or why or that another was shortly to follow.
- Standing in front of a TV in the journalism and broadcast studies building with a crowd of silent students as we stared at footage of the towers collapsing.
- Watching the smoke billow up over the spot the Towers used to be from the roof of my university's library.
- Trying to get hold of my mom who was going to be in meetings in the city all that day. There was no cell service for hours and no one knew where anyone was.
- The roadblocks between counties that kept so many people from going home... and being talked around them by my roommate while I drove in circles down back roads so I could make it back into Queens.
- Getting email after email from my friends across the pond just checking in to make sure I and my loved ones weren't in the thick of things.
- Driving around helplessly thinking we could find somewhere to give blood but everyone else had the same idea and there was consequently more blood than anyone could possibly need.
- Walking back and forth on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade at twilight, taking photos of the still smoking skyline and the piles of candles lining the fence.
What do you remember about that day?