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2002-09-13

The morning of September 11, I was going to an agricultural show in Fargo ND with my fiance. He came to pick me up at 8:30 am and the first words out of his mouth were "It has already been a really crappy morning" I hadn't yet heard the news and asked him if his pickup had broken down. "No, Angela, someone flew a plane into one of the World Trade Center buildings. They've done it right this time." He turned on the TV and I all I could do was stand there in awe. By then the second plane had hit and mass chaos ensued.
We went to the farm show in Fargo,and saw the F-16 planes from the National Guard leave to defend our country. It was so strange--they had closed malls in Grand Forks and Fargo, gas prices shot well over $5 a gallon, which was sick and twisted,not to mention wrong) and we were left feeling empty, hollow and wondering what's next? I will never forget those who died and I will never forget that bright and sunny day that darkened our nation. Even though I didn't know anyone involved, I cried for every one of the lost and prayed for their families. I sat by my TV tuned to CNN for days hoping to hear good news about survivors. I cried everytime a funeral procession was shown for a firefighter or a policeman.
North Dakota lost one citizen that day,Ann Nelson from Stanley.