It's hard to believe it's been eight years. To me, it seems like yesterday. A phone call at work from one of my co-worker's wives.
"Quick! Go turn on the TV!"
We watched in the squad room as one of the Twin Towers burned. A tragic accident.
Then the second plane hit. Not an accident.
Then the Pentagon.
Then Shanksville. Flight 93. The heroic actions of the passengers. Saved the Capitol. Or the White House.