Checking out of my hotel room in Manchester, NH ready for a meeting. The meeting was canceled and I already had my rental car, so I ate breakfast and started the 3,200-mile drive home to Morro Bay, CA.

It is sad to see how far we are from that unity now. Our country is fragmented, imploding on itself, and frankly on the verge of collapse. I pray for that 9/12 unity again…NOT through the same or similar events, but through love and the mighty hand of GOD. That is all. GOD BLESS THE USA 🙏🙏

I was driving to my mom's house when the first plane hit. When I got there I turned the TV to the news thinking a Cessna pilot had an accident and was shocked at what I saw. We were watching when the second plane hit the other Trade Center. My mom looked at me and said we are at war now. Mom was 12 when Pearl Harbor was bombed and said seeing this live was worse than listening to the radio broadcast about Pearl. We both cried as people jumped to their death and as the buildings fell. I can't believe we are electing them to Congress now.

I remember 9/11 like it was yesterday. I was teaching at Pearl River Community College in Mississippi. Total disbelief, when a fellow teacher said…”Did you hear about a plane hitting a building in New York? They just said something about it on the radio”. No, hadn’t heard anything. We turned on a TV in one of the teaching labs and shortly we saw the second tower get hit…we stood in disbelief. Our minds could not comprehend what we were seeing. We stood in silence with other co-workers and students as our world changed in front of our eyes. Yes, I did tear up, as did everyone else. I know we all were praying in the midst of our confusion. Then we heard about the Pentagon and Flight 93. Time stood still and the crowd in the lab grew. There was no teaching that day…but there was plenty of learning.

That horrible day will always be ingrained in my mind, along with the day that I got the call that my dad had passed away and the day of the Challenger accident. I do remember the great days also...the day each of my children was born and the day I got married to my beautiful wife. I pray for more of the great days, and no more of those horrible days.

Another thing that I also remember about 9/11 is what happened beginning on 9/12. Our nation became one, patriotism was through the roof. Blood banks had lines around the block with people wanting to donate. Charity and giving to those effected was incredible. Military recruiters were turning people away because they could not take any additional applications. Men and women wanted to defend the country they loved, that had been dealt a devastating blow. Firefighters, policemen, military members, paramedics, all forms of first responders became instantly revered as heroes…as they should be. We all worked together…that was a beautiful thing.

It is sad to see how far we are from that unity now. Our country is fragmented, imploding on itself, and frankly on the verge of collapse. I pray for that 9/12 unity again…NOT through the same or similar events, but through love and the mighty hand of GOD. That is all. GOD BLESS THE USA 🙏🙏

I remember 9/11 like it was yesterday. I was teaching at Pearl River Community College in Mississippi. Total disbelief, when a fellow teacher said…”Did you hear about a plane hitting a building in New York? They just said something about it on the radio”. No, hadn’t heard anything. We turned on a TV in one of the teaching labs and shortly we saw the second tower get hit…we stood in disbelief. Our minds could not comprehend what we were seeing. We stood in silence with other co-workers and students as our world changed in front of our eyes. Yes, I did tear up, as did everyone else. I know we all were praying in the midst of our confusion. Then we heard about the Pentagon and Flight 93. Time stood still and the crowd in the lab grew. There was no teaching that day…but there was plenty of learning.

That horrible day will always be ingrained in my mind, along with the day that I got the call that my dad had passed away and the day of the Challenger accident. I do remember the great days also...the day each of my children was born and the day I got married to my beautiful wife. I pray for more of the great days, and no more of those horrible days.

Another thing that I also remember about 9/11 is what happened beginning on 9/12. Our nation became one, patriotism was through the roof. Blood banks had lines around the block with people wanting to donate. Charity and giving to those effected was incredible. Military recruiters were turning people away because they could not take any additional applications. Men and women wanted to defend the country they loved, that had been dealt a devastating blow. Firefighters, policemen, military members, paramedics, all forms of first responders became instantly revered as heroes…as they should be. We all worked together…that was a beautiful thing.

It is sad to see how far we are from that unity now. Our country is fragmented, imploding on itself, and frankly on the verge of collapse. I pray for that 9/12 unity again…NOT through the same or similar events, but through love and the mighty hand of GOD. That is all. GOD BLESS THE USA 🙏🙏

Sitting at my desk working on computer. I don't remember exactly what I was doing. What I remember is one of the ladies in the office told me a plane had just crashed in to the towers. At that time I was thinking a small private plane and a an accident.