When 9-11 happened, I was currently living in Dearborn, Michigan. I managed some apartments there and I was at a work meeting when the phone rang. It was my boss calling and telling us the terrible news. My coworkers and I were released from work early that day, so I immediately called my parents to make sure they were safe. I was especially worried about my dad because he had been visiting Washington DC at the time as a as a US Air Force general, so there was a possibility that he had been in the Pentagon at the time. Fortunately, both were safe and healthy, but just as shocked as I was. The rest of my day was spent watching footage on T.V. back at home. Although I was angry at the Muslim terrorists for attacking America, my view of the general Muslim people didn’t change because I was familiar with the Muslim people, as over half of the Dearborn population was Muslim. I knew that the terrorists had twisted Muslim beliefs and that not all Muslims had the same views as the terrorists. Even though the Muslim terrorists had created much sadness, I saw a lot of good. The people of Michigan came together as Americans by purchasing miniature American flags and attaching them to their cars. Americans came together on the memorable day of 9/11.