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2006-09-11

It started off as the most cool, clear September day. I was confined to my first grade classroom when another teacher brought around a note telling me that some events had occurred and we were to remain in our classrooms the remainder of the day. During lunch I was able to catch a glipse of the television and heard that a plane had crashed into the WTC. I went to my computer and emailed my best friend, Sara Low, who was a flight attendant for American Airlines Flight #11 to see if she could tell me what was happening. Sara was living in Boston at the time. Sara was suppose to be off that weekend, but had picked up a trip from Boston to LA last minute. I wasn't aware that she was flying that day until that afternoon a little before 3:00pm when my husband came to school with tears in his eyes. Before he could say anything, I knew that my closest friend, Sara, was on one of the flights and that she was gone.

I remember what I was wearing, the smells that were around me and the song from my cd playing in my car that day was James Taylor's Fire and Rain. That song hits me hard every time I hear it. How can someone so young, beautiful and full of so much life be taken away in such a horrible way?

Sara as well as the other crew members were HEROES that day. I know that no matter what was occuring on that flight - they were doing their job! My heart goes out to the families and friends of those that were lost on that unforgetable day.