Was getting ready for work, dashing between bedroom and bathroom. Heard the news report of the first plane, saw the second one when it happened. Sat on bed absolutely stunned! American flight #11 left from Boston; a number of years beforehand, I'd taken that flight over the course of four years for a work assignment. Staff at my company travel a lot, depending upon the project -- I remember thinking that we must have lost people on one or more of those flights.
Sad to say, but relieved in some respect, that we lost only the one individual, a man with the same last name but no relation (my last name is not that common). However, his project lost many government people that day. So very very sad. I don't think I'm 100% past it yet. I found that I ouldn't watch the tv special for several years, now I can't get enough information. My sadness has turned to a very deep anger at such evil.