Where were you on the morning of September 11th, 2001?
I was on the campus of Ohio University walking to my 9am English class.
On my way up Jeff Hill on the East Green I overheard someone talking about a plane crashing into the White House.
Didn’t think much of it at the time, figuring some idiot was just taking his politics a little too far.
That feeling changed, however, when I reached the English building.
The professor quickly rerouted the class to a nearby auditorium where CNN was being shown through a movie projector.
A few minutes later the second plane crashed into the World Trade Center tower and fear blanketed the audience with an eerie silence.
Overwhelmed and confused, I struggled to digest what was actually happening.
Was this real? Was the U.S. headed to war? Was I heading to war?
It wasn’t until three hours later that I walked out of the auditorium back to my dorm room.
More television and trembling emotions followed. This, in fact, was real.
My memories of the following days are not as clear, but the morning of September 11th is sure not to fade…and I won’t let it, either.
I’m certain the same holds true for the rest of you, as it should.
Kind of puts the Cubs’ disappointing season into perspective, doesn’t it.