We were babysitting the grandchildren there were two at the time, Kathy was pregnant for our third. I took Mike to school and returned to a still sleeping grand-daughter!
Will, called from the other room,"there's been an accident, a plane hit the World Trade Center." OMG upon first view! Then before my very eyes the second plane hit! We are at war and this country will never be the same, were my first words, feeling frightened in total disbelief.
Within moments the reality began to sink in, I realized my daughter and son-in-law were flying in that same day from a convention held in Las Vegas. The only thing I knew for sure was that they were to land at 4PM in Boston, not knowing the whole itinerary.
I can't even begin to describe the sheer horror that I felt at that moment. I began by calling the hotel the only thing they could tell me was that they had not checked out, but could not be sure, neither answered their cell phone. I called my son, "those poor people in the planes I screamed," not even comprehending the poor souls lost in the Towers! He said he would make some calls. There was another report of a plane down. By this time I was hyper-ventilating, totally out of control. Not in my personality, or so I thought!
My story has a good ending we heard from our daughter around noon. They were in fact in the air at the time of the attacks and were headed for a layover in Phoenix, AZ.
My God, don't fly home I commanded not realizing that all planes had been grounded.
They rented the last car available and drove back to Massachusetts.
A neighbor was an airline stewardess on flight 103 and covered for a friend on that fateful day, she left behind two small children and her husband!
To all those families who lost loved ones my heart and soul goes out to you.
You are forever in my thoughts!
So many stories and everyone has one or at least you remember where you were and what you were doing!