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2002-08-31

I take care of my Grandson while my Daughter works. He had a doctors appointment that morning. I don't remember the exact time of the appointment. It was sometime around noon. I had the TV on in the kitchen. The World News broke into local programing. They were talking about a small plane hitting one of the WTC buildings. I paged my Husband. When he called me I was telling him how terrible it was to see the WTC building on fire. I was telling him how horrible it must be for the people in the WTC building. I leaned my elbows on the counter in front of the TV. The next thing I remember was seeing a plane hit the other WTC building. The hole time I am yelling in the phone to my Husband what just happened. I was yelling we are being attacked, that was no small plane. That was a jetliner. I realised a long time after that day I was in shock. I still took my Grandson to his doctors appointment. His other Grandmother met me there. I remember the TV being on in the waiting room. There were a couple parents with children waiting for their turn to see the doctor. I just couldn't stand the TV being on in front of the children, so I went over and turned it off. I didn't realise until about fifteen minutes later I had angered the adults in the waiting room when I turned off the TV. The nurse came over to me and said, Patricks Grandmom, you have upset everyone by turning off the TV, and I said fine turn it back on, but we will be waiting out in the entryway until you call us. I remember looking at people in their cars as I was driving to and from the doctors office. I remember looking at the world around me different. Like I suspected some kind of terror to happen right in front of me. We live right next to BWI Airport. It was such an erie feeling not hearing the airplanes taking off and landing. I was so angry after the attacks it took me days before I finally cryed and got some of that anger out. I haven't felt right since 9/11. It is something I can't easily explain, but I just know there alot of people who know just what I mean. Thousands and Millions of lives will never be the same. My Grandsons doctor's sister goes right by the WTC every day. She works nearby. It was hours before her family knew she was OK. My nephew was in DC when the plane hit the Pentagon. He heard it hit. My husband wouldn't tell me my nephew was in DC until he got in touch with him to make sure he was OK. My husbands family is in North Carolina. They were all calling to make sure we were OK since we are between New York and DC. I feel so bad for the people who lost their lives and their family and friends. I have prayed for them often. We will never be the same and we will never forget.