I was in 5th grade. Me and my sister heard the news on the radio. We immediately went to the tv, and I couldn't believe it. My mom then told me that my uncle was in NY on business, and was supposed to come back that day. It's unbelievable how lucky my family was. He was supposed to be on United Airlines flight 93 from Newark to San Francisco. He missed his flight due to a meeting running late. Ten years ago, I almost lost a uncle. I'm just glad things worked out the worked out the way they did.
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