Where Were You...

[Brian L]

I'll never forget this day for many reasons...

I was at my house in Kingston, RI preparing for my dad's wake. He'd passed away after a surgical mishap in Arizona on the 5th, and it had taken 6 days to get him home and ready for the services. Was outside with the dog when I heard my wife say, "oh jesus christ..." in a tone I hope I never hear again. Ran into the house just in time to see the second tower hit. Spent the next few hours wondering if WWIII was starting while we were preparing to say goodbye to our dad. Had the worst week of my life previous to the 11th watching him pass very painfully. Seeing those poor folks suffer in NYC put me in a deeper tailspin for the day. The wake was almost surreal.. 2-3000 or so folks showed up a and it was as if it was a wake for everyone who'd passed that morning. I just remember numbness after the first hour or so. It felt selfish grieving, given all that the folks in NYC had suffered such horrible fates. What a nightmare...