I will always remember that morning in 2001; I was on a vacation day and was at home in my apartment on Library Road when I actually saw the news cut into whatever I was watching that morning.
They said a plane hit one of the towers in New York and that terrorism was NOT suspected. Right then, my mother called and asked if I knew what was going on.
What a sad day of destruction. So many heroes stepped up during that day and the days to follow and I simply remember a deep feeling of gratitude for simply being alive!