These are Michael’s remembrances of the day. Mine were a bit different, but it was no less shocking.
My wife always wondered why I was up then.
I was three months into a new job, living in Half Moon Bay, California. And for some reason, on that day, I did things I didn’t do on other days. For some reason, I awoke at 5 AM. False dawn was leaning in the windows. I went downstairs. I turned on the television. Settling myself on the sofa, I turned on CNN.
All those things are contrary to my usual routines. I rarely watch TV before 6 PM, and don’t typically watch CNN. But there I was, lying on the couch, watching history. The first aircraft had struck one building. I realized the second plane had struck before the commentators as I watched the live feed.
My wife asks me, “Why were you up? Why did you turn on the television, and CNN? That’s totally unlike you.”
And I answer honestly…
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