About a week up to 9/11 my dad had a funny feeling about out trip to new orleans for 3 days, but i said don’t worry about anything at all. That morning i woke up and went to the airport for my flight To JFK In NYC aboard JetBlue Airways. For some reason i had a uneasy feeling taking off, then again i pushed them aside. We landed at JFK, waited for my next flight to leave to New Orleans when i looked outside my window in the airplane and saw the one tower had smoke coming from it…

We waited and waited then all of sudden we saw a 2nd plane go in, from that point on i didn’t know what to do and where to go. I truly was scared..MY dad took another flight to Pittsburgh aboard US Airways with his friends. My family back in buffalo thought we were dead because of the crash landing in Pittsburgh and NYC. I had my cell phone and was trying to call anyone i could, with no luck i could not get through. at this point i was crying because i thought my father had died in one of the crash in Pittsburgh. But we finally got through about 3 hours later. I praise the FDNY AND NYPD and all the people who helped the rescue effort and cleanup. God Bless America