i was in 4th grade, and i was about to leave for school. we carpooled to school with my friend across the street, and she came by that morning and told us a plane had crashed in nyc so we turned on the news and saw the planes crashing into the towers. i remember my teacher trying to explain it to us and we had a tv on in the classroom. i live in chicago and the weirdest thing was there were no planes for the next two days, and downtown essentially closed for fear something would happen here
Blog comments powered by Disqus