I just checked my past posts, and I never mentioned where I was on the day the towers fell.
I was listening to a CD as I drove to work in Evendale, so I didn't hear the news on the way in. As I passed the Islamic Center of Cincinnati (in West Chester), I thought "Beautiful building. Shame if someone should desecrate it." I pulled in to the GE parking lot around 9:00. After I got in and grabbed some coffee, one of my co-workers told me about what had happened, and several of us were huddled around his office, which happened to have a radio. Some of us wondered if our building complex was next, or if we were going to be sent home. We were there the entire day, but not a lot got done. I don't remember much of what I did, except for listening to the local NPR affiliate via streaming audio that day.
I was in a deep depression for two weeks afterward.
