Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?

I was 15.  A sophomore in high school.

Washington is on Pacific Standard Time, three hours behind NYC (Eastern Standard Time), so when the planes hit the North and South towers at 8:46am and 9:03am, respectively - we were getting ready for school and watching it live.

I didn't understand.

I didn't even know what the World Trade Centers were, or that they even existed.

I remember feeling confused, and like I said - I didn't understand what was happening, why it was happening, or what it all meant.

I felt like - I should be asking my parents some questions.

But I didn't know what to ask.

I do know that I have two vivid memories from that day.

[1] Sitting in Mr. Tebo's Biology class.  He was the only teacher that day that let us watch the news coverage.  I remember him saying:

"You deserve to see this.  This is going to change everything."

He was right.

[2] The athletic department cancelled all games/matches for that evening.  I remember immediately feeling a little WTF-ish.  

Again, I did not understand the gravity of the events that took place.  I did not understand that the world was standing still.  I guess that included a girl's soccer game.

I am 25 now.

I grasp 9/11 and the impact it has had on our country and on our people. 

It's funny - I never knew the towers existed before.  I never noticed them in TV shows or movies.  Now, whenever I see them on TV shows or films that were made pre-2001... I notice.  I notice and a little piece of heart string tugs a little bit as if to remind me - they aren't there anymore.

I read everything I can on 9/11 and the stories surrounding it.

I feel there is still more for me to understand.

Take Luck,

LP