I had just heard that a plane had hit the World Trade Center, but I couldn't stick around to hear about it because I had to walk my kid over to nursery school. Came home, turned on the TV, saw all the rest of the horror as it unfolded. And here's the kicker--my husband was on his way to the U.S.; later on we learned his (to Cincinnati) was the last U.S.-bound flight to land on 9/11.
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