Very sorry for those who lost loved ones, a horrible day. My sister worked at the WTC on Tuesdays only, but thankfully she didn't go in so early that day.
I was in Denver at an international trade show that started that Tuesday. Monday night I was at the Denver-NY Giants football game with my wife. We had to scalp tickets and it was a bit hard, the first game at the new stadium. We got in sometime in the middle of the first quarter. Our seats were in a handicapped section that was a single row of seats that circles the whole field. We could look straight down at a sea of people, and they shot off fireworks from right behind us. At that point I said, "Damn, I'm glad there isn't a terrorist attack." Wow, little did I know.
I watched the second plane hit on the Today show, and by the time I made it to the lobby where my booth is, the first tower had already gone down. Spent most of the day watching the news with a large crowd of people- only about half of them were Americans, and there were several Arabs. It was surreal.
Several of my friends were actually in the air at the time of the attacks and were diverted to Canada for three days.
For some reason, we spent the night in the van, talking and crying- wondering if we would ever get home, or if things would ever be the same. It was eerily quiet with no planes in the air.
It was a tough year.