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Originally Posted by evman150
Really?
I can't think of one remotely significant way that day changed my life.
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You must live on one of those religious colonies. I understand the outside world has no meaning to you.
Yeah a day like that is pretty hard to forget. I had gotten up early to go to the U of C that morning to go pay for my tuition. While I was standing in line, a buddy came up to me and told me that a plane had crashed into the WTC. My first reaction was "cool!" It sounded pretty unreal so I didn't really understand the reality of it. Then I found out my classes were cancelled for the day, so I went home early.
On the bus-ride home, I started chatting with this business man. He told me that he got sent home because of the attacks.
The 2nd plane hit a little before I got home, so when I got home, there were a billion replays of the 2nd plane. After that I was glued to the TV for about 10 hours, watching in complete and utter shock, watching the chaos unfold.