On September 11th I woke up in the early afternoon to get ready for my evening shift at work. Normally I would wake up and hear music playing on my radio. This time, that is not what I heard. I was still only half awake, when I thought I heard something about a plane hitting the world trade center. The only thing I remember thinking was "what?..." I sat up and listened, but I had come in at the end of a report, and the radio broadcast switched over to audio of people who had been on the ground in NYC when it happened and I didn't understand what I was hearing. I knew that if it was important it would be all over the news, so I shut off my radio and turned on MSNBC.

There I saw the image of two smoking buildings. The tapes of the planes hitting the buildings was being played over and over, and then I saw them collapse. I heard a phrase I never thought I would ever hear, "terrorist attack". On top of that I found out the pentagon had been hit, the President was being moved from location to location for fear of his life, I found out how many World Trade Center employees had been lost, how many rescue workers had been lost, and I remember all I could do is sit there in shock and disbelief. It still seems surreal. I have been unable to watch anything but the news, and find myself thinking of very little else besides this attack, the war that is no doubt coming, all the families that have been affected and what else will be in store for us once the war begins. In light of that, I have decided to use some of my energy to dedicate some web space to this attack, the heroes in the rescue crews, and the heroes who were just average citizens until they gave their lives to save and comfort their fellow man.

I have become convinced that New Yorkers are truly the toughest people on the face of the earth. The whole world is thinking of you all.

-Lynne

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