I was at home with my wife that day. She was pregnant with our first child, and had been put on bedrest the day before. My MIL called us from her office & woke us both up, to tell us what had happened. I remember seeing the look on my wife's face before I knew what was being said on the phone.
My wife reached for the remote control & turned on the TV. I will NEVER FORGET how I felt at that moment. Absolute anger, the kind that makes you shake, scream, cry, you name it. I had to go outside and sit on my front step, just to gather my emotions. Before I heard a word on the TV, I knew who did this to us. The terrorist attack on the USS Cole in Yemen was still fresh in my mind, and there was no doubt in my mind that Al Queda was responsible for what was happening on 9/11.
I also remember thinking about how it wouldn't be long before some in our country would say it was our fault. Our perception of the world we live in changed on 9/11/01. In some ways, that change of perception is good, and in others, it's just plain sad. I can't remember a time in my life that our nation was more divided than it is now. That makes me very sad.
I will never forget 9/11/01, and the innocent lives that were snuffed out that day. I get angry & sad every time I think about it. I will tell both my children about it in detail, when they are old enough to understand. I also am more grateful than I can express in words for the brave men & women of our military, who fight the terrorists abroad, so we don't have to here. I wish we had a patriotic icon with a tear in his eye, since the one with the smiley just doesn't seem appropriate here. So, I choose this one.