This isn’t a story about me as I was born three years later. It is about my Mother’s tale of that fateful day.

My Dad was already at work but my Mom was starting to make breakfast for my sisters who were two at the time. She got a call from my Dad to turn on the TV and go to any news channel. She turned on the TV as soon as you could see the second plane start to enter the frame and hit Tower Two. She immediately lost the appetite to cook that day and instead went to McDonald’s. What she finds most eerie about that day is all of the plane trails in the sky as they turned around and went back to MCI or various airports around the area.