i remember like it was yesterday. it was a beautiful morning in connecticut when i took off on my HD to get to a work site on the coast on 9/11/2001.what was normally a continuous din of hammers, generators, compressors and the like, was now eerily quiet with the exception of a radio playin in the distance. when i asked what was up, a worker on the site said that a small plane had hit the one of the tower. it was after the second plane hit that my phone started ringing. My wife at the time asked me "what is going on?" "so and so said we are under attack".
we had to work that day regardless and the atmosphere was filled with apprehension anger, at this yet unknown enemy. man, i will never forget as long as i live. it is tatooed in my mind and on my arm as well.