I had an appt. at the Dr. that morning. He had just walked back in the exam room with my prescription and he said “the nurse just told me that a plane just crashed into one of the world trade center towers.” I said “a big plane?!” He said “I am not sure.” A little chill ran down my skin. The thought of a jet crashing into that monster of a building. Curiousity taking the better of me I hurried home. I was only about 2 minutes away. I got home and ran into the living room. I had been watching the “Today” show on NBC and had left the TV on. As soon as I looked at the screen and saw that second aircraft, I gasped and grabbed my face, and fell down into my chair. I knew what this was. I was shaking. I started sobbing. I just kept staring at the inferno taking over everything thousands of feet in the air and all I could say was “oh my god, oh my god”. I was glued to the television all morning. Then came the pentagon. Now I started getting scared. I went to school and took my son home. I, again sat down and watched. Then I thought “what are they going to hit next?” The Sears tower came to mind, then the Statue of Liberty, The White House, all the tall structures I could think of. Another “oh my god”. A big college somewhere. I was really scared. I was living close to Milwaukee at the time. I started thinking “what could they hit in Milwaukee? How many planes do they have????” Then I learned about flight 93 and I really started bawling. I started thinking about all those people who were on the planes. Did they know? “oh my god” I couldn’t say anything else. I cried every time I watched the television. I thought about it at work, when I went to sleep, when I woke up. Then I hoped and hoped they would find survivors in all that rubble. After all the searching only a few emerged and then I cried some more. I just watched the movie “Flight 93” on A&E on TV last night….and I cried. What kind of person thinks it is good to do THAT kind of destruction and murder? I am fortunate not to have known anyone and even more fortunate not to have had any of my family perish during that horrible, horrible day. My heart is with each and every one of those families.