I remember 9/11, 2001 like it was yesterday. I arrived at work at 8:45 a.m. on that morning with coffee in hand and booted up my computer as usual. Shortly after 9:00 a.m. ET, my colleague called me and said, "You have to come upstairs." She had the t.v. queued up to one of the stations. In the next hour or two, I witnessed the falling of two magnificent towers. But foremost in my mind was "where is my Dad?," I tried to call to call his home, cell, and work phone, but with no luck.
At that time, my Dad's m.o. on Tuesday mornings every week, was to take off from his artist studio in Hell's Kitchen in Mid-town Manhattan to run (a recent NYC Marathoner) along the Hudson and end up at the base of the Twin Towers at around 9 a.m on Tuesday mornings, sitting on the same bench to recover from the run and people watch. He always talked about how amazing it was to run down the Hudson and how beautiful the Twin Towers were.
9/11 was the worst day in my life because, for most of the day, I didn't know where my Dad was and I couldn't reach him. He finally got through to me and it was the greatest feeling in the world. Amazingly, he was called into a meeting in up town Manhattan that morning.
Who knows how the world works. Ask Dr. Suess or just live your life the best that you can. Always remember to treat others with the same respect that you expect to receive. 
I pray for those who lost their lives on 9/11, civilians and civil servants as well as their family and friends, and the many men and women in our armed forces who fight for us every day. Thank you. I can't say enough.
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Tabitha, I am so thankful that my Dad was okay. Although we sometimes push each others' buttons, we manage to bob to the top and work our way through the milfoil. :)
I am so happy that your father got called for a meeting elsewhere that morning. One of my friends had a son who was supposed to be in the twin towers that day as well. When his wife heard what happended she went to check on him but they would not let her near it. He was safe and they moved the next week.
They realized just how important family was. He took a lower paying job somewhere in Maryland but he was with his family
I have a friend that was supposed to host a health clinic and was meeting workers/friends at the Windows on the World restaurant..
she slept in as the power had gone out in their neighborhood early that morning...
she lost many good friends,co workers that day..
she wrestled with guilt for a long time...
That day was a horrible blur of worry for me too. My mom had a meeting in Tower One, but was running late. She ended up okay, but so many didn't. I still can't talk about it other than to say that.
Never forget...
Thanks for sharing your personal story... it's stories like these that help me understand in some small way how the events of that day impacted so many lives.
Thanks for sharing
My boss' sister was working in the twin towers, but she was stuck in line at a bank close by, when every thing happened. She ended up working with us on the other side of the Hudson a few months later, no more NYC job for her. It is amazing how things work out sometimes....and how they sometimes don't.