I was getting up that morning when the first plane hit the building. I woke my wife and told her that a plane hit the world trade center,she said it was sad and went back to sleep. When I went to work I asked my co-workers if they had heard anything about what had happend. We went to watch the news in our break room and while we were watching, that’s when the other plane hit; my jaw and heart hit the floor.I think I was in shock that whole day.I drove tow trucks at that time; my customers seemed numb with shock.
I was very angry,I didn’t Know why someone would want to do something so horriable to our great country. When I got home that night I started crying; I cried everyday for a week. Each day the pain for the families that lost love ones grew heavier on my heart.I realized that if I lived in new york that I or one of my family members could have been in there. I could not imagine the sight of seening those two towers falling right before my eyes; the sound and the debre in the air, the not knowing if someone I knew was in there.The only thing that helped with the pain was the birth of my second daughter ten days later.