The morning was cloudless – a bright blue sky and warm temps. Initially, it was thought that it was a cesna that hit. The internet went from slow to non-working, and cell phones went down as well. When word came that the Pentagon was hit, it was clear what was happening, although somewhat unfathomable (it seems hard to explain a pre-9/11 thought process in a post-9/11 world). For much of the day, rumor was that several other planes were hijacked. I was on the phone a lot, as some decisions had to be made.
A bomb threat sent everyone to the far end of the campus for much of the day.
The children of the district were lucky. Many had parents who worked in NYC, and none were lost that day. I knew someone on one of the planes.
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If I wasn’t so busy today, I was going to ask Tell Us Tuesday: How has 9/11 changed you?
I’m not sure I’ve changed all that much; I’ve always been patriotic, and I’ve always been the girl scout. I suppose my mindset has changed. Between 9/11 and the Oklahoma City Federal Building bombing, war can happen anywhere – even in my own backyard.