I was in St. Joe Michigan, Taking a picture of the lighthouse at the moment the first plain hit the first tower. I was with my best friend. We left three hours before on what was my first vacation without my parents. Mom called and left a message on my cell phone not to go up into Canada, like we were planning. I called her back and told her it was nice and peacful there and I wasn't comming home. That day, I drove all the way up to Luddington, it was us, and only one other car on the interstate.