Reply #162: Hoping my husband was not on one of those planes. [View All]

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He had left early that morning to get one of several connecting flights for a business trip. He called from the airport before getting on a plane, I hung up, took a shower, made the beds, went downstairs with my baby and preschooler, and turned on the radio.

Strangely, I had a gut feeling he was okay, even though he couldn't get through till much later that day. And he was. Of course, I thought of all the other people whose family members *weren't* okay, and how easily it could have been my husband.

We don't have teevee so I sat and listened to the radio when I wasn't calling people to make sure they were okay.

Later that afternoon I went out with the stroller and told my son to look at the sky, that he would never see it so empty again.

At a coffee shop I saw that the NY Times already had pictures of the burning towers on it. Thinking back, it should have seemed strange, but it didn't, because time was moving so slowly that day.

An Asian man came in and picked up a copy of the newspaper, staring at it incredulously, and began speaking and gesturing in his language, obviously just totally freaked out. No one could say anything to him but Yes, yep, the World Trade Center.