Where were you five years ago today?
I had worked a night shift. My relief showed up for five a.m. and I went home to bed and slumber. The phone rang about 7:50. The caller was Chris, a friend of the girlfriend, now my wife. I lay abed for a few minutes, getting the cobwebs out of my brain, and stumbled into the living room in my pajamas, turning the TV on shortly before 8:00 a.m. (All times central zone). I was trying to make sense of the disaster when I watched UA flight 175 crash into the South tower.
Today, we remember.