I remember 100% of that day.
I was in that limbo time between graduating and starting grad school, working on a tour boat in Newport, a pretty idyllic fall. I walked through the lobby of the gym I was working out at around the time the first plane hit. Walked by with tunes on my earphones and thought, wow, fire in the world trade tower... showered and left and walked by it on my way out and saw both towers on fire, and I remember trying to process how the fire jumped from one to the other tower. got out to my truck and heard the real story, I think they were simulcasting the today show live, cause I remember Katie Couric on the radio...
Spent the day on Goat Island, listening, watching quick bursts of TV at the Doubletree Hotel Lobby between tours, feeling very silly doing tours for tourists all day. I do specifically remember immediately putting the boats flag at half mast...
%$%$%$%$ed up day. end of the innocence for a lot of my generation I think... our Kennedy/Pearl Harbor type of day...
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