[CaptainCrunch]

I remember that day and I can't believe that its 6 years ago.

I remember waking up as I always do and turning on the news (CBC News World) and seeing the story on the plane crash into the first tower. I remember my girlfriend at the time sitting up as I sat down on the bed and she remarked that it was a weird accident, and I told her that I didn't think it was an accident.

I went to take a shower and when I came out she handed me a cup of coffee without taking her eyes off of the screen and told me that another plane was hit. At that point I knew it was an intentional act, and there was more to follow.

I remember going to work, and we pulled a T.V. into the bull pen because no work was going to get done. I remember one client phoning me and telling me that his building was being evacuated downtown.

I remember a friend of mine who I went to school with in Dallas phoned me up full of rage and concern and confusion because a good friend of his worked in the investment business in the Towers. Rage because it was a terrorist action and he wanted revenge, concern because his friend was missing and confusion because at that moment he had no one to talk to and he didn't know what to do.

I remember hearing about the Pentagon strike, and the other plane that went down in the field. I remember the fear and the anger and the rumors as there were missing planes near Vancouver and Las Angeles and Calgary.

I remember that I worked close to the airport and you could see the full landing pattern as for the first time air travel stopped.

I remember leaving work at 2:00 PM because there was nothing to be done, and I was damned if I was going to spend the day that the world changed with work mates.

I remember walking into the church and saying a prayer for the dead and the living and the missing.

Then I heard that my sister had flown to New York and she was stuck there, and she sent me an email (she's a doctor) that she had gone to the emergency room to help and it was strangely quiet.