Freckles, that is a wonderful link. Such a lovely tribute.

I remember where I was that day.... before leaving for work, I had taken pics of Kia sprawled out on the bed. She looked so silly.. I was nearly late for work.

I had barely sat down, when a co-worker told me about the first plane. I remembered my Grandma telling me about the small plane that had hit the towers back before I was born and thought maybe that was the case again....or that it had been an accident...

not having a TV around, I went to an online news site... and was horrified. Minutes after the second plane hit, we were sent home.

I sat in shock... wanting to watch, but not wanting too. I called my dad for comfort.


I didn't know this until late yesterday... my co-worker Marie (her office is next to mine), she was living in NYC on that day. 4 blocks from the WTC. She was evacuated from her apartment in her pajamas.

To this day she can't talk about what she saw.

Hugs to those that lost family and friends.