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2002-10-02

THE MORNING OF 9/11 WAS A TYPICAL MORNING FOR ME, WAIT FOR THE ALARM TO GO OFF, GET OUT OF BED AND DRESSED AND THAN GET MY 3 MONTH OLD DAUGHTER READY FOR DAYCARE. THE DRIVE TO DAYCARE WAS THE SAME OLD DRIVE I TOOK EVERY MORNING. AS I GOT TO DAYCARE THE CARETAKER LOOKED AT ME WITH HORROR AS I ENTERED THE DOOR. BEFORE I HAD A CHANCE TO QUESTION WHAT WAS WRONG I HEARD THE HORRIFIED VOICES ON THE TELEVISION. I WALKED INTO THE LIVINGROOM AND SAW REPLAYS OF THE FIRST PLANE HITTING. I IMMEDIATLEY THOUGHT THAT IT WS AN ACCIDENT UNTIL THEY BROADCASTED THE SECOND PLANE HITTING. I COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I WAS SEEING. IT TOOK ALL I HAD TO LEAVE MY DAUGHTER THAT DAY WHILE I HEADED TO WORK. UPON ARRIVAL AT WORK RADIOS WERE ON IN EACH CUBICLE, AND PEOPLE WERE WANDERING AROUND IN A DAZE. FORM THERE ON THE REST OF THE DAY NEWS FLASHES KEPT COMING IN AND THE SOUND OF PEOPLE CRYING WAS INAUDIBLE. I KEPT CALLING DAYCARE EVERY HOUR OR SO JUST FOR THE PURPOSE OF KNOWING THAT MY DAUGHTER WAS OK ALTHOUGH WE HAD BEEN TOLD THAT THERE WAS NO THREAT TO US T THAT TIME. I COULDN'T WAIT FOR THE END OF THE DAY SO I COUL GET MY NEW DAUGHTER AND HOLD HER AND MY HUSBAND.