When I was growing up, I used to recall adults talking about remembering where they were when President Kennedy got shot, or the first men landed on the Moon, and similar events. I do recall coming home from school one day and my mom telling me that President Reagan had been shot, but that event didn't sear itself into my mind anywhere near the degree to which the events of September 11, 2001 will never be put out of my mind.
I happened to be out east on business on that day, coincidentally not too far from where Flight 93 crashed into a field. I drove all the way back to Chicago in my rental car later that day and into the night, since all planes were grounded. All the way back, I listened to the radio reports as the announcers tried to piece together what happened, and what it all meant.
Use comments to share your remembrances of that fateful day, if you like, or other related thoughts on this important day.