[CaptainCrunch]

With my fading memories, I still remember that exact day and what happened. I remember waking up for work, and turning on the news and the first plane had hit and it was a horrible accident. I finished showering and shaving and drove to work. I even remember listening to a Van Halen song the way to work.


I got into the office and went to my desk, I had a bunch of meetings that day so I showed up a bit early and turned on the lights and made some coffee so I could prep. I remember the first person in, a fellow Account Manager asked me if I believed what happened. I asked him and he told me about a terrorist attack in New York.



I remember we all followed the story online that day. All of our F5 buttons were worn out. All of my meetings were cancelled. My boss who was a ###### bag told us to get back to work, and we asked him to work on what.


We heard the rumors. Planes falling from the sky, Planes on the way to Vancouver, downtown Calgary being evacuated (my sister was sent home). One of my clients called me up, he was upset, its the end of the world there was going to be a war over this. We went for a beer during a late lunch and I decided not go go back and phoned our my receptionist, she told me the office was shutting down nothing was going to happen.



I remember watching the replays, seeing the horrifying videos of the trade center buildings going down. The stories of the brave cops and the brave firefighters running towards danger.



I remember getting home, stopping at a liquor store and buying some whiskey and sitting at home watching the news all night long.



It was a horrifying day. I had a friend in the states who wanted to join the army that day. Friends of friends that worked in the financial district in new york that you worry about. My Sister who was a doctor was in New York for a medical conference, it took til the next day for the phones to unsnarl so she could call us and let us know she was all right.



Since then, after a period where American's came together, the world in my mind started its journey to becoming a more evil place.



A few years later I went to New York for business and standing at the site of the World Trade Centers, which was walled off for the rebuild. It was a weird sensation, because the walk through to protect people from the construction, filtered out the noise from NewYork, so it was strangely quiet when I stood there.