I was at home with my preschool age daughter watching Nick Jr cartoons when the phone rang. It was my husband calling from the tv station that he worked at. He told me to turn to one of the news channels. I turned it on moments after the first plane had hit the WTC. After the second plane hit I called my husband and asked if he saw it to. I was devistated. I was born and raised on Long Island, an hour by train outside of the city. My Aunt and mother used to take me up to the observation deck many times. When they fell, it was like losing an old friend. I still mourn for the loss of my friend.