I worked in the home office of a large healthcare provider. We have over 5,000 people in our building...each floor has cubicles for as far as the eye can see.
I was in a meeting. Someone stuck their head in the room and said a plane just hit the World Trade Center. We all thought it was some private pilot in a small plane that got lost in the clouds. We finished the meeting and as we left the room, we were met with an odd, empty, silence. Everyone was gone. The cubes were empty. Way down at the end of the floor we saw a crowd. Everyone was huddled around a TV. I got there in time to see the second plane hit. Our office was closed shortly after that.
I had just moved into an apartment in the landing path of an international airport. Every five minutes it sounded like a jet was going to land in my living room. It was a very eerie feeling in the days following 9/11.
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